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POCKET 


HYMN-BOOK; — 

- 
REVISED  AND  IMPROVED: 

DESIGNED    AS 

A  CONSTANT  COMPANION 

FOR     THE 

P  I  o  u  s, 

OF  ALL  "DENOMINATIONS. 

COLLECTED   FROM  VARIOUS  AUTHORS. 

I  will  sing  unto  the  Lord  as  long  as  I  live  ;  I 
ivill  sing  praises  unto  my  God  while  I  have 
my  being.   Psalm  civ.  33. 

THE  THIRTIETH  EDITION. 

PHILADELPHIA : 

*PRlNl%kp    BY    SOLOMON    W.    CONRAD, 


\rcURTH-STREKT,    NEAK     THE 
JkJ     •*.  JIETHGDIST    CHURCil. 


District  of  Pennsylvania  to  wit: 

BE  IT  REMEMBERED,  That  on  the- 
twenty. second  day  of  March,  in  the  twen- 
ty-sixth year  of  the  Independence  of  the  United 
States  of  America,  Ezekiel  Cooper,  of  the  said 
District,  hath  deposited  in  this  office  the  Title 
of  a  Book,  the  K'.ght  whereof  he  claims  as  Pro- 
prietor in  the  Words  following,  to  wit  : 

"  The  Methodist  Pocket  Hymn-Book,  revised 
"  and  improved:  designed  as  a  constant 
"  companion  for  the  pious,  of  all  denominati- 
"  ens,  Collected  from  various  Authors, 
tk  I  will  si  tig  unto  the  Lord  as  long  as  I 
"  live  :  I  will  sing  praises  unto  mj>  God 
44  while  I  have  my  being.  Psalm     civ.   33." 

In  conformity  to  the  Ad  of  the  Congress  of 
the  United  States,  intitled,  "  An  Ad  for  the 
Encouragement  of  Learning-,  by  securing  the 
copies  of  Maps,  Charts,  and  Books  to  the  Au- 
thors and  Proprietors  of  such  copies  during  the 
times  therein  mentioned." 

D.  CALDWELL, 
Clerk  ©f  the  District  of  Pennsylvania. 


TO    THB 

MEMBERS  AND  FRIENDS 

OF    THE 

METHODIST 
EPISCOPAL  CHURCH. 


.DEAR    BRETHREN, 

YOU  are  presented  with  a  choice  and 
complete  Pocket,  Hymn-Book  (revised j  con- 
taining a  collection  of  excellent  and  evange- 
lical Hymns,  suitable  for  private  devotion 
(when  you  would  wish  to  speak  to  your, selves 
in  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs j  as  well  as 
for  family,  social,  and  public  worship  :  and 
we  trust  you  zvill  be  much  assisted  by  the 
present  publication,  in  the  performance  of 
these  important  parts  qf  divine  service* 

The  Hymn-Books  xuhich  have  been  alrea- 
dy published  among  ys,  utt  truly  excellent — 
The  Select  Hymns,  the  double  collection  of 
Hyms,  and  Psalms,  and  the  jCcdcr,j:tion- 
Ilymns,  display  great  spirituality,  as  zvell 
as  purity  of  diction — The  large  Congrcga- 
vonal  Hymn-Book  is  admirable  indeed,  but 


[    iv    ] 

ts  too  expensive  fir  the  poor,  velio  have  little 
time  and  less  money — The  Pocket  Hymn- 
Book,  lately  sent  abroad  in  these  States,  is 
a  most  valuable  performance  for  those  who 
are  deeply  spiritual,  but  is  better  suited  to 
the  European  Methodists,  among  whom  all 
the  before-mentioned  books  have  been  tho- 
roughly circulated  for  many  years.  But  all 
the  excellencies  of  the  former  publications , 
arc,  in  a  great  measure,  concentred  in  the 
present,  which  contains  the  choicest  and 
most  precious  of  the  Hymns  that  are  10  be 
found  in  the  former  editions ;  and  at  the 
same  time  is  so  portable,  that  you  may  al- 
xuays  carry  it  with  you  without  the  least 
inconvenience. 

We  are  the  more  delighted  with  this  tie- 
sign,  as  no  personal  advantage  is  concerned, 
but,  the  public  good  alone — For  after  the  ne- 
cessary expenses  of  publication  are  dis- 
chdrged,  we  shall  make  it  a  noble  charity, 
bij  applying  the  profits,  arising  therefrom, 
to  religious  and  charitable  purposes. 

Kq  motive  of  a  sinister  nature  has  there- 
fore infuenced  us  in  any  degree  to  publish 
this  excellent  (revised J  compilation.   It.  has 
received  the  approbation  of  the  Conferences, 
and  contains  many  valuable  Hymns  which 
:e  of  the  former  editions  did  not.    As  the 


r  v  ] 

profits  of  the  former  editions  have  been  scru- 
pulously applied  as  above,  so  the  same  ap- 
propriation of  the  profits  of  the  present  shall 
be  conscientiously  observed.  We  must  there- 
fore earnestly  entreat  you,  if  you  have  any 
respect  for  the  authority  of  the  Conferences, 
Or  of  us,  or  any  regard  for  the  prosperity 
sf  the  Connection,  to  purchase  no  Hymn- 
Books,  but  what  are  signed  with  the  names 
of  your  Bishops.  And  as  rve  intend  to  keep 
a  constant  supply,  the  complaint  of  our  con- 
gregations, "  that  they  cannot  procure  our 
Hymn-Books ■,"  will  be  stopped. 

We  exhort  you  to  Sing  with  the  spirit  and 
with  the  understanding  also  :  and  thi/s 
may  the  high  praises  of  GOD  be  set  up  from 
East  to  West,  from  North  to  South  ;  and  we 
shall  be  happily  instrumental  in  leading  the 
devotion  of  thousands,  and  shall  rejoice  to 
join  you  in  time  and  eternity. 

We  are, 

Dear  Brethren, 

Tour  faithful  Pastors  in  Christ, 

THOMAS  COKE, 
FRANCIS  ASBURT, 
RICHARD  WHATCOAT. 

A  2 


ADVERTISEMENT. 

JCF  Agreeably  to  the  concurrent  resolu- 
tion of  the  Baltimore,  Philadelphia,  and 
New-York  Conferences,  our  Hymn-Book 
has  been  revised,  and  the  copy-right  secu- 
red. Nearly  all  the  Hymns,  which  were 
in  the  former  Book,  are  retained  in  this  ; 
but  in  consequence  of  the  revision,  they  are 
differently  arranged,  in  order  to  put  them 
under  their  proper  heads,  and,  of  course, 
the  pages  do  not  correspond  with  the  old 
book — But,  when  a  Hymn  is  read,  by  a  re- 
ference to  the  first  line  in  the  Index,  the 
page  in  general  may  be  readily  found.  A 
few  additional  Hymns  are  introduced  ;  and 
the  poetical  numbers  and  measurements  of 
some  of  the  old  Hvmns  improved  ;  that, 
according  to  the  rules  of  music,  they  may 
agree  better  with  the  tunes  to  which  they 
are  sung.  Also  in  the  place  of  certain 
words  and  sentiments,  others  are  introdu- 
(  ed,  which  appear  more  proper  and  har- 
monious. 

Those  who  want  our  Hymn-Book,  in  fu- 
ture, should  ask  for  "  The  method; si  Pock- 
et Hymn-Book,  revised  and  improved" 
printed  for  Ezekiel  Cooper,  with  the  Bi- 
r hcip-i'  names  to  the  preface. 


THE 

METHODIST 

POCKET 

HYMN-BOOK 


AWAKENING  AND  INVITING. 

HYMN     I.     C.  M. 

i    f\  FOR  a  thoufand  tongues  to  fing 
V^/   My  dear  Redeemer's  praife    1 
Th?  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace  ! 

2  My  gracious  Mader  and  my  God, 

AflTiH:  me  to  proclaim, 
To  fpread  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honours  of  thy  name. 

3  Jefits',  the  name  that  charms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  forrows  ceafe  ; 
'Tis  mufic  in  the  finneis  ears  ; 
'Tis  life  and  health  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  cancell'd  fin, 

He  lets  the  pris'ner  free  ; 
His  hlood  ean  make  the  fouleil  clean  ; 
His  blood  avail'd  for  me. 

5  Look  unto  him,  ye  nations,  own 

Your  God,  ye  fallen  race  ; 
Look,  and  be  fav'd  through  faith  alone, 
Be  juftify'd  by  grace  ! 


t  AWAKENING 

6  See  all  your  fins  on  Jefus  laid  * 

The  Lamb  of  God  was  flain  ; 
His  foul  was  once  an  ofF'ring  made, 
For  ev'ry  foul  of  man. 

7  With  me — your  Lord  ye  then  (hall  know  j* 

Shall  feel  your  fi»s  forgiv'n  ; 
Anticipate  your  heav'n  below, 
And  own  that  love  is  heav'n. 

HYMN     II. 

1  /^OME,  ye  finners,  poor  and  needy, 
V_>i  Weak  and  wounded,  fjck  and  fore, 
Jefus  ready  Oands  to  fave  you, 

Full  of  pity,  love,  and  pow'r  ; 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 

2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  ; 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance, 
Ev'ry  grace  that  brings  you  nigh;' 

Without  money 
Come  to  Jefus  Chrift  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  ccnicience  make  you  linger  ; 

Nor  of  fitnefs  fondly  dream  : 
All  the  fitnefs  he  requireth, 
Is,  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 

This  he  givesyou, 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  glimm'ring  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden'd, 

Bruis'd  and  mangled  by  the  fall, 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all  ; 

Not  the  righteous  ; 
Sinners,  Jefus  came  t&  call. 


AND     INVITING. 

5  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo  S  your  Saviour  proftrate  lies  I 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ! 
Hear  him  crv,  before  he  dies, 

«  It  is  Gnifli'd  !" 
Sinners  will  not  this  fuirlce  ? 

6  Lo  !   th'  incarnate  God   afcending, 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood  ; 
Venture  on  him,  venture  freely, 
Let  no  other  trufl:  intrude; 

None  but  Jefus 
Can  do  helplefs  finners  good, 

7  Saints  and  angels,  join'd  in  concert, 

Sing  the  praifes  of  the  Lamb, 

While  the  biiuful  feats  of  heaven, 

Sweetlv  echo  with  his  name, 

Hallelujah  ! 
Sinners  here  may  do  the  fame. 

H  Y  M  N     HI.     L.  M. 

1  pOME,  finners,  to  the  gofpel-feaft  : 
\_A    Let  ev'ry  foul  be  JeTu'sguefl  ; 
Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind  ; 

For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 

2  Sent  by  my  Lord,  on  you  I  call  ; 
The  invitation   is  to  all  ; 

Come  all  the  world  1  come,  finner,  thou  ! 
All  things  in  Chrift  are  ready  now. 

5   Come,  all  ye  fouls  by  fin  opprefs'd. 
Ye  reftlefs  wand'rers  after  rcir  ; 
Ye  poor,  and  inaim'd,  and  halt,  and  blind. 
In  Chrift  a  hearty  welcome  find. 


FO  AWAKENING 

4>   My  meflage  as  from  God  receive-; 
Ye  all  may  eome  to  Chriftand  live  ; 
O  let  his  love  jour  hearts  conflrain, 
Nor  differ  him  to  die  in  vain  ! 

S  His  love  is  mighty  to  compel : 
i   His  conquering  love  confent  to  feel  ; 
Yield  to  his  love's  redeeming-  pow'r, 
And  fight  again  ft  your  God  no  more. 

%  See  him  fet  forth  before  your  eyes, 
That  precious,  bleeding  facrifice  I 
His  offer'd  benefits  embrace, 
And  freely  now  be  fav'd  by  grace  ! 

7  This  is  the  time  ;  no  more  delay  ! 
The  invitation  is  to-day  ; 
Come  in,  this  moment,  at  his  call, 
And  live  for  him  who  dy'd  for  all  ! 

HYMN     IV. 

Why  will  ye    die?    0  house   of  Israel  $ 
Ezek.  xviii.   31. 

i    OWNERS,  turn,  wfcy  will  ye  die  ? 
O  God,  your  Maker,  afks  you  why* 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  hinifelf  to  live  ; 
He  the  fatal  caufe  demands, 
Afks  the  work  of  his  own  hands  ; 
Why,  ye  thanklefs  creatures,  why 
Will  you  crofs  his  love,  and  die  ? 

2   Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
Cbrift,  your  Saviour,  afks  you  why; 
Chrift,  who  did  your  fouls  retrieve, 
•Dy'd  himfelf,  that  you  might  live. 


AND     INVITING.  £1 

Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 
Why,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  why 
Will  you  flight  his  grace  and  die  I 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God  the  Spirit,  afks  you  why  : 
Ke,  who  all  your  lives  hath  drove, 
Woos  you  to  embrace  his  love  : 
Will  you  not  the  grace  receive  ? 
Will  you  ftill  refufe  to  live  ? 
Why,  ye  long-fought  finners,  why 
Will  you  grieve  your  God,  and  die  i 

Dead,  already  dead  within, 

Spiritually  dead  in  lin  ; 

Dead  to  God,  while  here  you  breathe  ; 

Pant  you  after  fecond  death  ? 

Will  you  (till  in  fin  remain, 

Greedy  of  eternal  pain  ? 

O,  ye  dying  finners,  why, 

Why  will  you  for  ever  die  ? 

HYMN     V.     L.  M. 

SINNERS,  obey  the  gofpel  word, 
Hafte  to  the  fupper  of  my  Lord  j 
Be  wife  to  know  your  gracious  day  ; 
All  things  are  ready,  come  away. 

Ready  the  Father  is  to  own, 
And  kifs  his  late- returning  fon  ; 
Ready  your  loving  Saviour  {tana's, 
And  fpreads  for  you  his  bleeding  handsi 

Ready  the  Spirit  of  his  love, 
J-uft  now  the  ftony  to  remove  ; 


12  AWAKENING 

T'  apply  and  witnefs  with  the  blood, 
And  waih  and  feal  the  ions  of  God. 

4  Ready  for  you  the  angels  wait, 
To  triumph  in  your  bldt  eftate  ; 
Tuning  their  harps  they  long  to  praife 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 

5  The  Father  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
Are  ready  with  their  mining  holt  ; 
All  heav'n  is  ready  to  refound, 

"  The  dead's  alive  !  the  loll  is  found  1" 

6  Come  then,  ye  finners,  to  your  Lord, 
In  Chrift  to  paradife  reftor'd  : 

His  proffer'd  benefits  embrace, 
The  plenitude  of  gofpel  grace. 

H  Y  M  N     VI. 

1  T>L()\\r  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 
JLJ   The  gladly  folemn  found  ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remoteit  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfem'd  finners,  home. 

2  Jefus  our  great  High  Pricft, 

Hath  full  atonement  made  ; 
Ye  weary  fpirits  red, 

Ye  mournful  fouls  be  glad  j 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  Gocl, 

The  all-atoning  Lamb  ; 
Redemption  in  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim  ; 


AND     INVITING.  13 

The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  fmners,  home. 

Ye  flaves  of  fin  and  hell, 

Your  libeity  receive  ; 
And  fafe  in  Jefus  dwell, 
And  bleft  in  Jefus  live  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  fmners,  home. 

Ye  who  have  fold  for  nought, 

Your  heritage  above, 
Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jeiu's  love: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  Tinners,  home. 


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6       The  gofpel  trumpet  1: 

The  news  of  hcav'nly  grace  : 
And,  fav'd  from  earth,  appear 
Before  your  Saviour's  face: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  rauibm'd  fmners,  home. 

H  Y  M  N     VII. 

i    /""V  ALL  that  pais  by,  to  Jefus  draw  near, 

V^/   He  utters    a  cry,  ye  Pilsners,  give  ear  ! 

From  hell  to  retrieve  you,  he  fpreaus  out  his 

hands  :  [Hands. 

Now,    now    to    receive    you,    he    gracioufly 

2  If  any  man  thirft,  and  happy  would  be, 
The  vilelt  and  worft  may  come  unto  me  : 
May  drink  of  my  Spirit  (excepted  is  none) 
Lay  claim  to  my  merit  and  take  for  his  own. 
B 


14  AWAKENING 

2  Whoever  receives  the  life-giving  worfy, 
In  Jefus  believes  his  God  and  his  Lord, 
In  him  a  pure  river  oflife  (hall  arife, 
Shall  in  the  believer  fpnng  up  to  the  fkks*. 

4  My  God.  and  my  Lord  !  thy  call  I  obey, 
My  foul  on  thy  word  of  promife  I  flay  ; 
Thy  kind  invitation' I  gladly  embrace, 

I  thrrft  for  falvation,  falvation  by  grace. 

5  O  haften  the  hour,  fend  down  from  above 
The  Spirit  of  power,  of  health  and  of  love  ; 
Of  filial  fear,  of  knowledge  and  grace  ; 

Of  williom,  of  prayer,  of  joy  and  of  praife. 

6  The  fphit  of  faith,  of  faith  in  thy  blood, 
Which  lave*  us  from  wrath,  and  brings  us 

to  God  ; 
Removes  the  huge  mountain  ofindwelling  Cm^ 
And  opens  a  fountain,  that  wafhes  us  clean. 

HYMN     VIII. 

1  nnHY   faithfulnefs,   Lord,   each  raomept 

JL  we  find, 

So  true  to  thy  word,  lb  loving  and  kind ! 
Thy  mercy  lo  tender  to  all  the  loll  race, 
The  foulell  offender  may  turn  and  find  grace. 

2  The  mercy  I  feel,  to  others  I  fhew  : 
I  fet  to  my  leal  that  Jefus  is  true  : 

Ye  all  may  find  favour  who  come  at  his  call  ; 
O  come  to  my  Saviour  ;  his  grace  is  for  all. 

3  To  fave  what  was  loft,  from  heaven  he  came  ; 
Gome,  finners,  and  trull  in  Jefus's  name  I 
He  offers  you  pardon,  he  bids  you  be  free  1 
IV  £n  be  your  burden,  O  come  *uto  iae  ! 


A  KB    IRVITING.  I  5 

At  O  let  rne  commend  my  Saviour  to  you, 
The  publican's  friend,  and  advocate  too  : 
For  yon  be  is  pleading  his  merits  arid  death,' 
With  God  interceding  for  finners  beneath. 

5  Then  let  us  fubmit  his  grace  to  receive, 
Fall  cloAvn  at  his  feet,  and  gladly  believe  ; 
We  all  are  forgiven  for  Jefus's  fake  : 
Our  title  to  heaven  his  merit  we  make. 

HYMN     IX. 
I  TTTEARY  fouls  that  wander  wide 
VV     From  the  central  point  of  blifs-, 
Turn  to  Jefus  crucify'd, 

Fly  to  thofe  dear  wounds  of  his  ; 
Sink  into  the  purple  flood  ; 
Rife  into  the  life  of  God  ! 

6  Find  in  Chrift  the  way  of  peace, 

Peace,  unfpeakable,  unknown  ; 
By  his  pain  he  gives  you  eafe, 

Life  by  his  expiring  groan  ; 
Rife  exalted  by  his  fall, 
Find  in  Chrift  your  all  in  all. 

3  O  believe  the  record  true, 

God  to  you  his  Son  hath  giv'n  ! 
Ye  may  now  be  happy  too  : 

Find  on  earth  the  life  of  heav'n  ; 
Live  the  life  of  heav'n  above, 
All  the  life  of  glorious  love. 

4  This  the  univerfal  blifs, 

Blifs  for  ev'ry  foul  defign'd  : 
God's  orig'nal  promife  this, 

God's  great  gift  to  all  mankind  ': 
Bleft  in  Chrift  this  moment  be  ! 
lleft  to  all  eternity  1 


L 


AWAKENING,    SCC. 

H  Y  M  N     X.     C.  M. 
OVERS  of  jsleafure  more  than  God, 


For  you,  Chrift  fuffer'd  pain  ; 
Swearers  for  you  he  foilt  his  blood  ; 
And  (hall  he  bleed  in  vain  ? 

2  Mifers,  his  life  for  you  he  paid, 

Your  bafefr  crimes  he  bore  ; 
Drunkards,  your  fins  on  him  were  laid, 
That  you  might  fin  no  more. 

3  The  God  of  love,  to  earth  he  came, 

That  you  might  come  to  heav'n  : 
Believe,  believe  in  Jefu's  name, 
And  all  your  fin's  forgiv'n. 

4  Believe  in  him  who  dyM  for  thee  : 

And  fare  as  he  hath  dy'd, 
Thy  debt  is  paid,  thy  foul  is  free, 
And  thou  art  juftify'd. 

H  Y  M  N     XT.    L.  M. 

1  /\  WAKE,  Jerufalem,  awake, 
JTjl    Nto  longer  in  thy  iins  lie  down  ; 
The  garment  of  falvation  take, 

Thy  beauty  and  thy  ftrength  put  on. 

2  Shake  oiTthe  duft  that  blinds  thy  fight. 

And  hides  the  promife  from  thine  eyes, 
Arile  and  ftruggle  into  light, 

Thy  great  Ddiv'rer  calls*  Arife  1 

"3    Shake  off  the  bands  of  fad  defpair, 
Sion  affert  thy  liberty, 
Look  up,  thy  broken  heart  prepare 
And  God  mall  let  the  captive  free. 


*SXlTENTlAL.  17 

Veffels  of  mercy,  fons  of  grace, 
Be  purg'd  from  ev'ry  finful  (lain, 

Be  like  your  Lord,  bis  word  embrace, 
Nor  bear  his  ballow'd  name  in  vain. 

The  Lord  fhali  in  your  front  appear, 
And  lead  the  pompous  triumph  on  : 

His  glory  (hall  bring  up  the  rear, 
And  perfect  what  his  grace  begun. 


PENITENTIAL. 

H  Y  M  N     XII. 

1  TT'ATHER  of  lights,  from  whom  proceeds', 
JL      Whate'er  thy  ev'ry  creature  needs  ; 
Whofe  goodnefs,  providently  nigh, 

Feeds,  the  youg  ravens  when  they  cry  : 
To  thee  I  look,  my  heart  prepare  : 
Suggeft  and  hearken  to  my  pray'r. 

2  Since,  by  thy  light,  myfelf  I  fee 
Naked,  and  poor,  and  void  of  thee  ; 
Thine  eves  mutt  all  my  thoughts  furvey, 
Preventing  what  my  lips  would  fay  : 
Thou  feefr  my  wants,  for  help  they  call, 
And  ere  I  fpeak  thou  know 'ft  them  all. 

3  Thou  know 'ft  the  bafenefs  of  my  wiind, 
Wayward,  and  impotent,  and  blind  : 
Thou  knoW'ft  how  unfubdu'd  my  will, 
Averfe  to  £ood  and  prone  to  ill  ; 

Thou  kuow'll  how  wide  my  paflions  rove, 
Nor  check'd  bv  fear,  nor  chanr/d  by  love, 
B   2 


ri:>TITENTIAL. 


\  Fain  would  I  know  as  known  by  thee, 
And  feel  the  indigence  I  fee  ; 
Fain  would  I  ail  my  vilenefs  own, 
And  deep  beneath  the  burden  groan  ; 
Abhor  the  pride  that  lurks  within, 
Deteft  and  loathe  myfclf  and  fin. 

5   Ah!  give  me,  Lord,  myfelf  to  feel, 
My  total  mifeiy  reveal  ; 
Ah  !  give  rnc  Lord  (1  iliii  would  fay) 
A  heart  to  mourn*  a  heart  to  pray  : 
My  bus'nefs  this,  my  only  care, 
My  life,  my  ev'ry  breath  be  pray'r. 

'  H  Y  M  N     XIII.     S.  M. 

1  f\  THAT  I  could  repent! 
V^/   O  that  I  could  believe  ! 

Thou,  by  thy  voice,  the  marble  rent, 

The  reck  in  funder  cleave  ! 

Thou  by  thy  two-edg'd  fword, 

My  foul  and  fpirit  part ; 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word, 

And  break  my  (Uibborn  heart. 

2  Saviour,  and  Prince  of  peace, 
The  double  grace  beftow  ; 

Unloofe  the  bands  of  wickednefi, 
.  And  let  the  captive  go  : 

Grant  me  my  fins  to  feel, 

And  then  the  load  remove  ; 
Wound,  and  pour  in  my  wounds,  to  heal* 

The  balm  of  pard'ning  love. 

3  For  .thine  own   mercy's  fake, 
My  £n  and  guilt  remove  ; 


PENITENTIAL.  19 

And  into  thy  protection  take 

The  pris'ner  of  thy  love  ; 

In  ev'ry  trying  hour, 

Stand  by  my  feeble  foul, 
And  Ikrcen  me  from  temptation's  pow'r, 

Till  thou  haft  made  me  whole. 

This  is  thy  will,   I  know, 

That  I  fliould  holy  be  ; 
Should  let  my  fins  this  moment  go, 

This  moment  turn  to  thee  : 

O  might  I  now  embrace 

Thine  all-fufficient  pow'r  ! 
And  never  more  to  fin  give  place, 

And  never  grieve  thee  morel 

H  Y  M  N     XIV. 

JESUS,  let  thy  pitying  eye 
Gall  back  a  wand'ring  fheep  ; 
Falfe  to  thee,  like  Peter,   I 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep  : 
Let  me  be  by  grace  reftor'd  ; 

On  me  be  all  long-fuff'ring  fhown  ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me.   Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  done. 

Saviour,  Prince,  enthron'd  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me  through  redeeroing-love, 

The  humble,  contrite  heart  : 
Give,  what  I  have  long  implor'd, 

A  portion  of  thy  grief  unknown  : 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  mv  heart  of  Rone. 


20  PENITENTIAL. 

3  For  thine  own  companion's  fake, 

The  gracious  wonder  fhow  ; 
Cad  my  fins  behind  thy  back, 

And  waih  me  white  as  {now  : 
If  thy  bowels  now  are  mov'd  ; 

If  I  now  myfelf  bemoan  ; 
Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  ftone. 

4  See  me,  Saviour  from  above, 

Nor  fuffer  me  to  die  ! 
Life  and  happinefs,  and  love. 

Drop  from  thy  gracious  eye  ; 
Speak  the  reconciling  word, 

And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down  ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me.  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  Hone. 

5  Look,  as  when  thine  eye  purfu'd 

The  fir  ft  apoftate  man, 
Saw  him  welt'ring  in  his  blood, 

And  bade  him  rife  again  : 
Speak  my  paradife  reftor'd, 

Redeem  me  by  thy  grace  alone : 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  (rone, 

G   Look,  as  when  thy  languid  eye 

Was  clos'd  thai  we  might  live; 
Jefus  at  the  point  to  die, 

"  Father,"  he  cry'd  »  forgive  1" 
Stfrely  with  that  dying  word, 

Returns  and  looks,  andcries,  "  'Tisdone!' 
O  my  bleeding,  loving  Lord, 

Thou  break'fl  my  heart  of  Itone  ! 


PENITENTIAL.  21 

HYMN     XV. 

1  T    ET  the  world  their  virtue  boaft, 
JLi  Their  works  of  right'oufnefs  ; 
I,  a  wretch,  undone  and  loft:, 

Am  freely  fav'd  by  grace  ; 
Other  title  I  difclaim, 

This,  only  this,  is  all  my  plea, 
I  the  chief  of  miners  am, 

But  Jefus  dy'd  for  me  ! 

2  Happy'they,  whofe  joys  abound 

Like  Jordan's  fuelling  dream, 
Who  their  heaVn  in  Chrift  ha^e  found,, 

A  nd  give  the  praife  to  him  ; 
let  them  triumph  in  his  name, 

ILujoy  their  full  felicity  ; 
I  the  chief  of  rniners  am, 

But  Jefus  dy'd  for  me  ! 

3  Bled  are  they,  entirely  bled, 

Who  can  in  him  rejoice, 
Lesn  en  his  beloved  bread, 

And  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice  ; 
Me'aneft  follow 'r  of  the  Lamb, 

His  fteps  I  at  a  diftance  fee  ; 
I  the  chief  of  finners  am, 

But  Jefus  dy'd  for  me  1 

4  Jefus,  thou  for  me  had  dy'd, 

And  thou  in  me  {halt  live  ; 
I  fhall  feel  thy  death  apply 'd, 

I  (hall  thy  life  receive  ; 
To  bring  fire  on  earth  thou  came, 

O  that  it  now  may  kindled  be  ! 
I  the  chief  of  finners  am. 

But  Jefus  dy'd  for  me  ! 


22  PENITENTIAL. 

H  Y  M  N     XVI.     C.  M. 

1  "T  T  TITH  glorious  clouds  encompaft  rour.cr, 

V  V     Whom  angels  din.lv  fee  ; 
W;i!  the  Unfearchable  be  found, 
Or  God  appear  to  me  ? 

2  Will  he  forfake  his  throne  above, 

Himfelf  to  worms  impart? 
Anfvver,  thou  Man  of  Grief  and  Love, 
And  fpeak  it  to  my  heart ! 

3  In  manifefted  love  explain 

Thy  wonderful  defjgn  ; 
What  meant  the  luff  ring  Son  of  man  I 
The  dreaming  blood  divine  ? 

4  Didfl:  thou  not  in  our  rlefh  appear, 

And  live  and  die  below, 
That  I  might  now  perceive  thee  near, 
And  my  Redeemer  know  ? 

5  Come  then,  and  to  my  foul  reveal 

The  heights  and  depths  of  grace, 
The  wounds  which  all  my  forrowi  heal. 
That  dear  disfigur'd  face. 

6  Before  my  eyes  of  faith,  confefs'd, 

Stand  forth  a  (laughter'd  Lamb  ; 
And  wrap  me  in  thy  crimfon  vefc, 
And  tell  me  all  thy  name. 

7  Jehovah  in  thy  perfon   {how, 

My  Saviour  crucify'd  ! 
Afid  then  the  pard'ning  God  I  know, 
And  feel  the  blood  applied. 

8  I  view  the  Lamb  in  his  own  light, 

Whoan  angels  dimly  fee  ; 


PENITENTIAL.  23 

And  gaze  tranfported  at  the  fight. 
To  all  eternity. 

K  Y  M  N     XVII. 

1    TESUS,  ifftill  the  fame  thou  art, 
J    If  all  thy  promifes  are  lure, 
Set  up  thy  kingdom  in  my  heart, 

And  make  me  rich,  for  I  am  poor  : 
To  me  be  all  thy  treafures  giv'n, 
The  kingdom  of  an  inward  heav'n. 

•5  Thou  haft  pronounc'd  the  mourners  bleft, 
And  lo  !  for  thee  I  ever  mourn  : 

I  cannot,  no,  I  will  not  j  eft, 
Till  thou  my  only  reft  return  : 

Till  thou  the  Prince  of  Peace,  appear, 

And  I  receive  the  Comforter. 

1  Where  is  the  bleffednefs  beftow'd 
On  all  that  hunger  after  thee  I 
I  hunger  now,  I  thiril  for  God  ! 

See,  the  poor  fainting  tinner  fee  : 
And  fatisfy  with  endleis  peace, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  righr'oufnefs. 

4   Ah,  Lord,  if  thou  art  in  that  figb, 
Then  hear  thyfelf  within  rae  pray  ; 
Hear  in  my  heart  thy  Spirit's  try, 

Mark,  what  my  lab'ring  foul  weald  i'^y  J 
Anl\ver  the  deep  unutter'd  groan. 
And  mew,  that  thou  and  1  are  one. 

3   Shine  on  thy  work,  difperfe  the  gloo'ra  ; 

Light  in  thy  light  I  then  ihall  fee  ; 
Say  to  my  foul,  "  Thy  light  U  r-.  :.ie, 
"  Glcry  divine  is  ris'n  en  thee  ; 


24  PENITENTIAL. 

"  Thy  warfare's  pad,  thy  mourning's  o'ei 
"  Look  up,  for  thou  ihalt  weep  no  more.' 

6   Lord,  I  believe  thy  promife  lure, 

And  truft  thou  wilt  not  long  delay  : 
Hungry,  and  forrowful,  and  poor, 

Upon  thy  word  myfelf  I  (lay  : 
Into  thy  hands  my  all  refign, 
And  wait  till  all  thou  art  is  mine. 

HYMN     XVIII.     C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  if  ftill  thou  art  to-day 
J    As  yefterday  the  fame, 
Preient  to  heal,  in  me  difplay 

The  virtue  of  thy  name. 

2  If  ftill  thou  go'ft  about  to  do 

Thy  needy  creatures  good  ; 
On  me,  that  I  thy  praifc  may  (hew, 

Be  all  thy  wonders  (how'd. 
S  Now,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  Gall, 

Thy  miracles  repeat ; 
With  pitying  eyes  behold  me  Fall 

A  leper  at  thy  feet. 

4  Laathfome,  and  foul,  and  felf-abhorr'tl, 

I  fink  beneath  my  fin  ; 
But  if  thou  wilt,  a  gracious  word 
Of  thine,  can  make  me  clean. 

5  Thou  fee  ft  me  deaf  to  thy  commands. 

Open,  O  Lord,  my  ear: 
Bid  me  Uretch  out  my  wither'd  hands, 
And  lift  them  up  in  pray'r. 
€   Silent  (alas  !  thou  knowft  how  long) 
My  voice  I  cannot  raife  ; 


PENITENTIAL. 

But,  O  !  when  thou  malt  loofe  my  tongue 
The  dumb  fhall  fing  thy  praife. 

7  Lame  at  the  pool  I  ftill  am  found  : 

Give,  and  my  ftrength  employ  ; 
Light  as  a  hart  I  then  ihall  bound, 
The  lame  mall  leap  for  joy. 

8  Blind  from  my  birth  to  guilt  and  thee. 

And  dark  I  am  within  ; 
The  love  of  God  I  cannot  fee, 
Nor  finfulnefs  of  fin. 

9  But  thou  they  fay,  art  paffing  by, 

O  let  me  find  thee  near  ! 

Jefus,  in  mercy,  hear  my  cry, 

Thou  Son  of  David,  hear  ! 

10  Long  have  I  waited  in  the  way 

For  thee,  the  heav'nly  light  ; 
Command  me  to  be  brought,  and  fay, 
"  Sinner,  receive  thy  fight." 

HYMN     XIX. 

1    TESU3,  lover  of  my  foul, 
J     L'-x  me  to  thy  bofom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempeft  ftill  is  high  ; 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  norm  of  life  is  part; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

O  receive  my  foul  at  lafl! 

2   Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  my  helplefs  foul  on  thee  ; 
G 


36  PENITENTIAL. 

Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone, 
Still  fupport  and  comfort  me  ! 

AH  my  trull  on  thee  is  ftay'd, 
All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring, 

Cover  my  defcneelefs  head 

With  the  lhadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Chrift,  art  all  I  want, 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find  ! 
Raife  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  lick  and  lead  the  blind  : 
Juft  and  holy  is  thy  name  ; 

I  am  all  unrighteoufnels  ; 
Falie  and  full  of  fin  lam,       \ 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  fin  ; 
Let  the  healing  dreams  abound  ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within  : 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rife  to  all  eternity  ! 

HYMN     XX. 

1  /"\  LOVE  divine,  how  fweet  thou  art  ! 
V>/  When  (hall  I  find  my  willing  heart. 

All  taken  up  by  thee  '. 
I  thirfl,  I  faint,  I  die,  to  prove 
The  greatnefs  of  redeeming  love, 

The  love  of  Chrift  to  me  ! 

2  Stronger  his  love  than  death  or  hell  ; 
Its  riches  are  unfearchable  ; 

The  firft  born  fons  of  li^ht, 


penitential.  2f' 

Defire  in  vain  its  depths  to  fee  ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  myltery, 

The  length,  and  breadth,  and  height* 

3   God  only  knows  the  love  of  God  ; 
O  that  it  now  were  (bed  abroad 

In  this  poor  (tony  heart  ! 
For  love  I  figh,  for  love  I  pine  ; 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine! 

Be  mine  this  better  part  ! 

A  O  that  I  could  for  ever  fit. 

With  Mary  at  the  Matter's  feet  ! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice  ; 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  bllfs, 
My  joy,  my  heav'n  en  earth  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice  ! 

5   O  that  I  could,  with  favour'd  John, 
Recline  my  weary  head  upon 

The  dear  Redeemer's  bread  : 
From  care,   and  fin,  and  furrow  free, 
Give  me,  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 

My  everlafiing  reft  ! 

H   Y  M  N     XXI.     S.  M. 

1  A   H  !  whither  fhail  I  go. 

Jl\.   BlirdeiVd,  ahd  $clc,  and  faint  ? 
To  whom  fiifuld  I  my  trouble   fhew, 
And  pour  out  inv  cotfnpJaint  ? 
My  Saviour  bids  me  come, 
Ah  !  why  do  I  dt  lay  ? 
tic  calls  the  weary  fjnner  home!  ; 
And  yet  from  him  I  (lay. 


PENITENTIAL. 

What  is  it  keeps  me  back, 
From  which  I  cannot  part  ? 
Which  will  not  let  my  Saviour  take 
Poffeffion  of  my  heart? 
Some  wicked  thing  unknown 
Mr. ft  furely  lurk  vrithin  ; 
Some  idol,  which  I  will  not  own, 
Some  fecret,  bofom  fin. 

Jefus,  the  hindrance  fhow, 
Which  I  have  fear'd  to  fee  ; 
©  may  I  now  confent  to  know 
What  keeps  me  out  of  thee  ! 
Searcher  of  hearts,  in  mine 
Thy  trying  power  difplay  : 
Into  its  darkeft  corner  fhine, 
And  take  the  veil  away  ! 

I  now  believe,  in  thee 
Compaflion  reigns  alone  ; 
According  to  my  faith,  to  me 
O  let  it,  Lord,  be  done  ! 
In  me  is  all  the  bar, 

Which  thou  would  ft  fain  remove  ; 
Remove  it,  and  I  fhall  declare, 
That  Gcd  is  only  love. 

HYMN     XXII. 

FATHER  of  Jefus  Chrift.  the  juft, 
My  Friend  and  Advocate  with  thee  ; 
Pity  a  foul,  that  fain  would  truft 

In  him,  who  liv'd  and  dy'd  forme  : 
But  only  thou  canft  make  him  known, 
And  in  my  heart  reveal  thy  Son. 


tlxitextial.  29 

2  If,  drawn  by  thine  alluring  grace, 
My  w a i 1 1  of  living  faith  I  feel  ; 

Show  me  in  Chrift  thy  fuiiUng  face. 

What  flefh  and  blood  can  ne'er  reveal }. 

Thy  co. eternal  Son  difplay. 

And  turn  my  darknels  into  day. 

2  The  gift  unfpeakable  impart  ; 

Command  the  light  of  grace  to  fhine  ; 
To  Pnine  in  my  dark  drooping*  heart, 

And  fill  me  with  the  life  divine  : 
Now  hid  the  netf  creation  be  1 
O  God,  let  there,  be  faith  in  me  1 

H   Y  M  N  .  XXI II. 
1    /""\  TESUS  my  hope,  jbr  me  ofler'd  up, 
\J  Who,  madly  piuili'd  thee  to  Calvary's 

The  blood  thou  haft  fhed,  for  me  let  it  plead, 
And  fay  thou  hall  dy'd  in  thy  murderer's   Head. 
*2    Mow,  row  1ft  me  know,  its  virtue  below  I 
O  vvafli  me,  and  I  fliall  be  whiter  than  fnow  ; 

0  hallow  my  heart,  and  truly  convert, 

And  make  me,  O  Lord',  in  the  world,  as  thou  art. 

3  Each  moment  apply'd,  my  weaknefs  to  hide, 
Thy  blood  be  upon  me,  and  always  abide: 
My  advocate  prove,  with  th'  Father  above, 
And  fpeak  me  at  1  a  lb  to  the-  throne  of  thy  love. 

H  T  M  N     XXIV. 

1  pOME,  holy  celeflial  Dove, 
\^4    To  vifit  a  forrowful  hreaft  ; 
My  burden  of  guilt  to  remove, 

And  biing  me  sffurance  and  reft  ! 
C  2 


30  PENITENTIAL. 

Thou  only,  haft  pow'r  to  relieve 

A  {inner  o'er  *helm'd  with  his  load  : 

The  fenfe  of  acceptance  to  give, 

And  fprinkle  his  heart  with  thy  blood  I 

2  With  me  if  of  old  thou  haft  ftrove, 

And  (trangely  with!ield  me  from  fin  ; 
And  try'd  by  the  lure  of  thy  love, 

My  worthlefs  affections  to  win  ; 
The  work  of  thy  mercy  revive  ; 

Thy  uttermoft  mercy  exert ; 
And  kindly  continue  to  frrive, 

And  hold,  till  I  yield  thee  my  heart. 

3  Thy  call,  if  T  ever  have  known, 

And  figh'd  from  myfelf  to  get  free  ; 
And  groan'd  the  unfpeakable  groan, 

And  long'd  to  be  happy  in  thee  ; 
Fulfil  the  imperfect  delire  :  • 

Thy  peace  to  my  conference  reveal  ; 
The  fenfe  of  thy  favour  infpire, 

And  give  me  my  pardon  to  feel. 

4  Tf  when  I  had  put  thee  to  grief, 

And  madly  to  folly  return 'd  ; 
Thy  pity  hath  been  my  relief, 

And  lifted  me  up  as  I  mourn'd  ! 
Moft  pitiful  Spirit  of  grace, 

Relieve  me  again,  and  re  (to  re  : 
My  fpirit  in  holinefs  raife, 

To  fall  and  to  fuffef  no  more  ! 

5  If  now  I  lament  after  God, 

And  pant  for  a  drop  of  his  love,' 
If  Jefus  hath  bought,  thee  with  blood; 
For  me  to  receive  from  above  : 


PENITENTIAL.  31 

Come,  heavenly  Comforter,  come  ! 

True  witnefs  of  mercy  divine  ; 
And  make  me  thy  permanent  home, 

$nd  feal  me  eternally  thine  ! 

HYMN     XXV.     L.  M. 

1  QTAY,  thou  infulted  Spirit,  fray, 

O  Tho'  I  have  done  thee  fuch  defpite  ; 
Nor  caft  the  finger  q»ite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlafting  flight. 

2  The'  I  havefteel'd  my  ftubboin  heart, 

And  fhaken  off  mv  guilty  fears, 
And  vex'd.  and  urg'd  thee  to  depart, 
For  many  days,  ana1  months,  and  years  ; 

5   Though  I  have  moft  unfaithful  been, 

Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  receiv'd  ; 
Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  feen, 
Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  giiev'd  : 

4  Yet,  O  !   the  chief  of  finners  fpare, 

Its  honour  of  my  great  High-Prieft  ; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  fwear 

T'  exclude  me  from  thy  people's  reft. 

5  If  yet  thou  canfl  my  fins  forgive, 

From  now,  O  Lord,  relieve  my  woes  ; 
Into  thy  reft  of  love  receive, 

And  blefs  me  with  the  calm  repofe. 

6  From  now  my  weary  foul  releafe, 

Up-raife  me  with  thy  gracious  hand, 
And  guide  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  the  prcmis'd  land. 


0?  PENITENTIAL. 

H  Y  M  N     XXVI. 

1  TX7EARY  of  wand'ring  from  my  God, 

V  V      And  now  made  willing  to  return, 
I  hear  and  bow  me  to  the  rod  : 

For  thee,  not  without  hope  I  mourn  ; 
I  have  an  Advocate  above, 
A  Friend  before  the  throne  of  love. 

2  O  Tefus,  full  of  truth  and  grace  ! 

More  full  of  grace  than  I  of  fin, 
Yet  once  again  I  feek  thy  face, 

Open  thine  arms,  and  take  me  in  ; 
And  freely  my  backflidings  heal, 
And  love  the  faithlefs  fmner  fttll. 

5   Thou  know'f}  the  way  to  bring  me  back, 

My  fallen  fpirit  to  reftore  : 
Or  for  thy  truth  and  mercy's  fake, 

Forgive  and  bid  me  (in  no  more  ! 
The  ruins  of  my  foul  repair, 
And  make  my  heart  a  hcufe  of  pray  7. 

4    Ah!  give  me,  Lord,  the  tender  heart. 
That  trembles  at  the  h-pproach  ci'  Go  : 
VV  r?oc!ly  fear  of  finunpatt  ; 

Implant  and  root  it  deep  within  ! 
That  I  may  dread  thy  gracioas  pow'r, 
And  never  dare  t'  offend  thee  more. 

H  Y  M  N     XXVII. 

1   f"i^O  the  haven  of  thy  breaft, 
JL     O  Sen  of  man,  I  fijs 
Be  my  refuge  and  my  re  it. 
For  O  :  the  ftorm  is  hi|h! 


PENITENTIAL.  33 

Save  n*e  from  the  furious  blaft, 

A  covert  from  the  tempefl  be  ; 
Hide  me,  Jefus,  till  o'erpaft 

The  Morm  of  fin  I  fee. 
5   Welcome  as  the  water-fpring 

In  a  dry  barren  place  ; 
O  defcend  on  me,  and  bring 

The  fweet  refrefhing  grace  ; 
O'er  aparch'd  and  weary  land 

As  a  great  rock  extends  its  made, 
Hide  me,  Saviour,  with  thine  hand, 

And  fcreen  my  naked  head. 

3  In  the  time  of  my  diftrefs 

Thou  haft  my  fuecour  been  : 
In  my  utter  helpleffnefs 

Reftraining  me  from  fin  ; 
O  !  how  fwiftly  didft  thou  move 

Tofave  me  in  the  trying  hour  ! 
Still  protect  me  with  thy  love, 

And  fhield  me  with  thy  pow'r. 

4  Firft  and  laft,  in  me  perform 

The  work  thou  haft  begun  ; 
Be  my  (belter  from  the  ftorm, 

My  fhadow  from  the  fun  : 
Let  me  hang1  upon  my  God, 

Till  I  thy  perfect  calory  fee, 
Till  the  fpnnkling  of  thy  bleed 

Shall  fpeak  me  up  to  thee. 

H  Y   M  N     XXV  III.      L.  M. 
I    /^\  Thou  that  hear'ft  \^hen  firmer*  crya 

\_S    Tho'  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 

Behold  me  not  with  angry  look, 

But  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 


34  PENITENTIAL. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  forfii  my  fool  averfe  to  fin  : 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart. 
Nor  hide  thy  pretence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  tliy  light, 

Caft  out  and  banim'd  from  thy  fight  : 
Thy  faving  firength,  O  Lord,  rellorc, 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Tho'  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
His  help  and  comfort  ftill  afford  : 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  My  foul  lies  humbled  in  the  duft. 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  fentence  ju'fl  : 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pity  in  r/  eye, 
And  fave  the  foul  condemn'd  to  die. 

6  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  way-  ; 
Sinners  fiiail  learn  thy  fov'reign  grace  ; 
T'!i  lead  them  to  mv  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  mall  praife  a  pard'ning  God. 

7  O  may  thy  love  infpire  my  tongue, 
Salvation  [hall  be  all  n»y  long-  ; 
And  all  my  pow'rs  (hall  join  to  blcfe 
The  Lord,  my  llrength  and  rightcoufnefs. 

H  Y  M  N     XXIX.     C.  M. 

1  /""\  THAT  I  could  my  Lord  receive, 
V^/   Who  d;d  the  world  redeem  ; 
Who  gave  his  Hie,  that  I  might  live 

A  life  concealed  in  him  ! 

2  O  that  I  could  the  bleffingprova, 

My  heart's  extreme  deiire; 


PENITENTIAL. 

Live  happy  in  my  Saviour's  love, 
And  in  his  arms  expire  1 

Mercy  I  afk  to  feal  my  peace, 
That,  kept  by  mercy's  power, 

I  may  from  ev'ry  evil  ceai'e, 
And  never  grieve  thee  more  \ 

Now,  if  thy  gracious  will  it  be, 

Ev'n  now  my  iins  remove, 
And  let  my  ibul  at  liberty, 

By  thy  victorious  love. 

In  anfwer  to  ten  thoufaivj  pray'rs. 

Thou  pard'ning  God  deicend  ; 
Number  me  with  falvation's  heirs, 

My  lins  and  troubles  end. 

Nothing  I  afk  or  want  belide, 

Of  ail  in  earth  or  heav'n  ; 
But  let  me  feel  thy  blood  apply'd, 

And  live  and  die  forgiv'n. 

HYMN     XXX. 

DROOPING  foul,  (hake  off  thy  fear 
Fearful  foul,  be  ftrong,  be  bold ; 
Tarry  till  the  Lord  appears, 

Never,  never,  quit  thy  hold  : 
Murmur  not  at  his  delay, 

Dare  not  fet  thy  God  a  time, 
Calmly  for  his  coming  Hay, 
Leave  it,  leave  it  all  to  him. 

Fainting  foul,  be  bold,  be  ftrong, 
Wait  the  leifure  of  thy  Lord  ; 

Though  he  feem  to  tarry  long, 
Ti  ne  and  faithful  is  his  word  ; 


36 


PENITENTIAL. 


On  his  word  my  foul  I  caft, 

(He  cannot  himielf  deny) 
Surely  he  will  fpeak  at  lait  : 

He  will  fpeak  ;  he  cannot  lie. 

3  Ev'ry  one,  that  feeks,  fhall  find  : 

Ev'ry  one,  that  aiks,  (hall  have: 
Chrift,  the  Saviour  of  mankind, 

Willing,  able  all  to  fave  : 
I  fhall  his  falvation  fee, 

I  in  faith  on  Jefus  call  ; 
I  from  fin  fhall  be  fet  free, 

Perfectly  fet  free  from  all. 

4  Lord,  my  time  is  in  thy  hand  ; 

Weak  and  helplefs  as  I  am, 
Surely  thou  canfl  make  me  (land  ; 

I  believe  in  Jefu's  name  : 
Saviour,  in  temptation,  thou, 

Thou  had  fav'd  me  heretofore  : 
Thou  from  fin  dofl  fave  me  now  ; 

Thou  fnalt  fave  me  evermore. 

HYMN     XXXI.     C.  M. 

1  TI7HY  mould  the  children  of  a  king 

V  V     Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  Comforter,  defcend,  and  bring 
The  tokens  of  thy  grace  1 

2  Dofl  thou  not  dwell  in  all  thy  faints, 

And  feal  the  heirs  of  heav'n  ? 
When  wilt  thou  bamfh  my  complaints, 
And  fiiew  my  fins  forgiv'n  ; 

3  Allure  my  confeience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood  j 


PENITENTIAL.  37 

And  bear  thy  witncfs  with  my  heart, 

That  I  am  born  of  God. 
4  Thou  art  the  earnaft  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  ; 
May  thy  bleft  wings,  celeftial  Dov 

Safely  convey  me  home. 

H  Y  M  N     XXXII.     C.  M. 

1  1\/^"Y  drowfy  pow'rs,  why  fleep  ye  fo  ? 
J.?  JL  Awake 'my  iluggifh  foul  ! 
Nothing  hath  half  thy  work  to  do  ; 

Yet  nothing's  half  fo  dull. 

2  Go  to  the  ants  :   for  one  poor  grain 

See  how  they  toil  and  drive  ; 
Yet  we,  who  have  a  heav'n  t'  obtain, 
How  negligent  we  live  ! 

3  We,  for  whole  fake  all  nature  (lands, 

And  ftars  their  courfes  move  ; 
We,  for  whofe  guards  the  angel-bands 
Come  flying  from  above  ; 

4  We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down, 

And  labour'd  for  our  good, 
How  carelefs  to  fecure  that  crown 
He  purchas'd  with  his  blood  ! 

5  Lord,  fhall  we  live  {o  fluggiih  ftill, 

And  never  aft  our  parts  ? 
Gome,  Holy  Dove,  from  th'  heav'nly  hill, 
And  warm  our  frozen  hearts. 
0   Give  us  with  active  warmth  to  move, 
With  \ig'rous  fouls  to  rife, 
With  hands  of  faith,  and  wings  of  love, 
To  fly  and  take  the  prize. 
D 


38  PENITENTIAL. 

H  Y  M  N     XXX III.     C.   M. 

1  PTT^HOU  Son  of  God,  whofe  flaming  eye* 

,JL     Our  inmofr.  thoughts  perceive  ; 
Accept  the  ev'ning-facrifice, 
Which  now  to  thee  we  give. 

2  We  bow  before  thy  gracious  throne, 

And  think  ourfelves  fincere  : 
But  mew  us,  Lord,  is  ev'ry  one 
Thy  real  worfliipper  ? 

3  Is  here  a  foul  that  knows  thee  not, 

Nor  feels  bis  want  of  thee  ? 
A  ftranger  to  the  blood  which  bought 
His  pardon  on  the  tree  ? 

4  Convince  him  now  of  unbelief, 

His  defp'rate  Mate  explain  : 
And  fill  his  heart  with  {acred  grief, 
And  penitential  pain. 

5  Speak  with  that  voice  which  wakes  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  deeper,  rife  ; 
And  bid  his  guilty  confidence  dread 
The  death  that  never  ciies. 

6  Exhort  the  cry,  What  mult  be  done 

To  lave  a  wretch  like  me  ? 
How  (hall  a  trembling  (inner  fhun 
That  endlefs  mifery  ? 

7  I  mull  this  initant  now  begin 

Out  of  my  fleep  to  wake  ; 
And  turn  to  God,  and  ev'ry  fin 

Continually  forfake. 
S   I  muft  for  faith  inceffant  cry, 

And  wrefile,  Lord,  with  thee  ! 
I  muft  be  born  again,  or  die 

To  all  eternity ! 


PENITENTIAL.  39 

HYMN     XXXIV.     C.  M. 

1  /^10ME,  O  thou  all  victorious  Lord, 
V^4   Thy  pow'r  to  us  make  known  : 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word, 

And  break  thefe  hearts  of  ftone. 

2  O  that  we  all  might  now  begin 

Our  fooiiflinefs  to  mourn  ! 
And  turn  at  once  from  ev'ry  fin, 
And  to. the  Saviour  turn. 

3  Give  us  ourfelves  and  thee  to  know, 

In  this  our  gracious  day  ; 
Repentance  unto  life  beftow, 
And  take  our  fins  away. 

4  Convince  us  firft  of  unbelief, 

And  freely  then  releafe  ; 
Fill  ev'ry  foul  with  facred  grief, 
And  then  with  facred  peace. 

5  Impov'riih,  Lord,  and  then  relieve, 

And  then  enrich  the  poor  ; 
The  knowledge  of  our  ficknefs  give, 
The  knowledge  of  our  cure. 

6  That  bleffed  fenfe  of  guilt 

And  then  remove  the  load 
Trouble,  and  warn  the  troubled  heart, 
In  the  atoning  blood. 

7  Our  defp'rate  ftate,  through  fin,  declare, 

And  {peak  our  fins  forgiv'n  : 
By  perfect  holinefs,  prepare 
And  take  us  up  to  heav'n. 


49 


PEKITENTIAL. 


H  Y  M  N    XXXV.     C.  M. 


ONG  have  I  feem'd  to  ferve  thee,  Lord, 
With  unavailing  pain  ; 
Fafted,  and  pray'd,  and  read  thy  word, 
And  heard  it  preach'd  in  vain. 

2  Oft  did  I  with  th'  aflembly  join, 

And  near  thy  altar  drew  ; 

A  form  of  god  line  fs  \fas  mine, 

The  pow'r  I  never  knew* 

3  I  retted  in  the  outward  law, 

N©r  knew  its  deep  defign  ; 
The  length  and  breadth  I  never  faw, 
Nor  height,  of  love  divine. 

4  To  pleafe  tV.ee  thus,  at  length  I  fee, 

Vainly  I  hop'd  and  ftrove  : 
For  what  are  outward  things  to  thee, 
Unlefs  they  fpring  iron  l6ve  ? 

5  I  fee  the  perfect  law  requires 

Truth  in  the  ii  rts  ; 

Our  full  e  d«  fires-, 

Our  undividi  d  hearts. 

6  But  I  of  means  have  made  my  boa  ft, 

Of  means  an  idol  made  : 
rY\v-  fpirit  in  the  letter  I 
Tiit  fubftaacej  in  the  (hade. 

7  Where  aifi  I  now,  or  what  my  hops? 

What  can   my  weaknefs  do  ? 

|  ftis,  to  thee  my  foul  looks  up  : 

'Tis  thou  muft  make  it  new. 


PENITENTIAL.  41 

HYMN     XXXVI.     C.  M. 

1  /""^l  OD  is  in  this  and  ev'ry  place  ; 
vJ  But  O  !  how  dark  and  void, 
To  me,  'tis  one  great  wildernefs, 

This  earth,  without  my  God. 

2  Empty  of  him  who  all  things  fills, 

Till  he  his  light  impart : 
Till  he  his  glorious  felf  reveals, 
The  veil  is  on  my  heart. 

"3   O  thou  who  feefl:  and  know'ft  my  grief, 
Thyfelf  tMifeen,  unknown, 
Pity  my  helplefs  unbe&ef, 

And  break  my  heart  of  done. 

4  Rega*<3  me  with  a  gracious  eye, 

The  long-fought  blefilng  give: 
And  bid  me,  at  the  point  to  die, 
Behold  thy  face,  and  live. 

5  A  darker  foul  did  never  yet 

Thy  promis'd  help  implore  : 
O  that  I  now  my  Lord  might  meet, 
And  never lofe  him  more  ! 

6  Now,  Jefus,  now  the  Father's  love 

Shed  in  my  heart  abroad  ; 
The  middle  wall  of  fin  remove, 
And  let  me  into  God. 

HYMN     XXXVII.     C.  M. 

1   P~TTHOU  hidden  God,  for  whom  I  groan, 
JL     Till  thou  thyfelf  declare  j 
God,  inacceiftbie,  unknown, 
Regard  a  finner's  pray'r  : 
D  2 


42 


PENITENTIAL. 


2  A  finner  wett'ihrg  in  bis  blood, 
Uiipurg'd  and  unforgiv'n  ; 
Far  diftant  from  the  living  God, 
As  far  As  hell  from  heav'n. 

S   An  un regenerate  child  of  man, 
To  thee  for  faith  I  call  : 
Pity  thy  fallen  creature's  pain, 

And  raife  me  from  my  fall ! 

4  The  darknefs  which,  thro'  thee,  I  feel, 

Thou,  only  can 'ft  remove  ;  * 
Tn'me  own  eternal  pow'r  reveal, 
The  Deity  of  Love  1 

5  I  am  in  v.nb.  lief  fhut  up, 

in  let  me  go  ; 
In  hope,  believing  againfl:  hope, 
I  wait  the  :v . .  h  \  t  know* 
0   Thou  wilt  in  me  '-cveai  thy  name, 
Thoi  •  afford  : 

Bound  ai  d  d    /et  tl  ine  I  am, 

The  pris'ner  of  the  Lord. 

7  I  would  not  to  thy  foe  fubmrt  ; 

I  hate  the  tyrant's  chain  ; 
Send  t'orth  thy  pris'ner  from  the  pit, 
Nor  let  me  cry  in  vain. 

8  Shew  me  the  blood,  that  bought  my  peace, 

c  rv'nant  blood  apply  ! 
And  all  rry  griefs  at  once  fhml  ceafe, 
Ariel  all  rriy  fins  fhall  die. 

9  Now.,  Lor*dj  if  thou  art  pow'r,  defcend  ; 

The  mountain  fin  remove  ; 
My  unbelief  and  troubles  end, 


•!  art 


P  E  N I T  F,?.  T  i  A  L . 

10  Speak  Jefus,  fpeak  into  my  heart, 
What  thou  for  me  haft  clone  ; 
One  grain  of  living  faith  impart, 
And  Gcd  is  ail  my  own. 

H  Y  M  N     XXXVIII.     L.  M. 

1  Hf^HOU  man  of  griefs  remember  me, 

JL     Who  never  can  ft  thyielf  forget, 
Thy  laft  myfterious  agony, 

Thy  fainting  pangs  and  bloody  fvreat : 

2  When  wreftling  in  the  ftrength  of  pvay'r, 

Thy  fpirit  funk  beneath  its  load  ; 
Thy  feehle  fieOi  abhorr'd  to  bear 
The  wrath  of  an  Almighty  Gcd. 

3  Father,  if  I  may  call  thee  fo, 

Regard  my  fearful  heart's  defire  ; 
Remove  this  load  of  guilty  woe, 
Nor  let  me  in  my  fins  expire  ! 

4  I  tremble,  left  the  wrath  divine, 

Which  br lilies  now  my  wretched  foul, 
Should  bruife  this  wretched  foul  of  mine, 
Long  as  eternal  ages  roll. 

5  To  thee  my  laft  diftrefs  I  bring  ! 

The  heighten 'd  fear  of  death  I  find  ; 
The  tyrarif.  brandifhing  his  fting, 
Appears,  and  hell  is  clofe.  behind. 

6  I  deprecate  that  death  alone, 

Thatendlefs  baniffiment  from  thee  : 
O  fave,   and  give  me  to  thy  Son, 

Who  trembled,  wept,  and  bled  for  me  ! 


44  PENITENTIAL, 

HYMN     XXXIX.     L.  M- 

1   T    ORD  Jefus,  when,  when  fhall  it  be, 
1  J  That  I  no  more  mall  break  with  thee  ! 
When  will  this  war  of  paffions  ceafe, 
And  my  free  foul  enjoy  thy  peace? 

H  Here  I  repent,  and  fin  again  ; 
Now  I  revive,  and  now  am  flain  ; 
Slain  with  the  fame  unhappy  dart, 
Which  Oh  !  too  often  wounds  my  heart ! 

3  O  Saviour,  when,  when  mall  I  be 
A  garden  feal'd  to  all  but  thee  ? 
No  more  expos'd,  no  more  undone  ; 
But  live  and  grow  to  thee  alone  ? 

4  Guide  thou,  O  Lord,  guide  thou  my  courfc, 
And  draw  me  on  with  thy  fweet  force  : 
Still  make  me  walk,  ftill  make  me  tend, 

By  thee  my  way,  to  thee  my  end. 

HYMN     XL.     L.  M. 

1  /^\  GOD,  to  whom,  in  flefn  reveal'd, 
V_y  The  helplefs  all  for  fuccour  came  ; 
The  fick  to  be  reliev'd  and  heal'd, 

And  found  falvation  in  thy  name. 

2  With  publicans  and  harlots  I, 

In  thefe  thy  Spirit's  gofpel  days, 
To  thee,  the  finner's  friend,  draw  nigh, 
And  humbly  fue  for  laving  grace. 

3  Thou  feeftme  helplefs  and  diftrefs'd, 

Feeble,  and  faint,  and  blind,  and  poor  : 
Weary,  I  come  to  thee  for  reft, 
And  fick  of  fin  implore  a  cure. 


PENITENTIAL.  45 

4  My  bVs  incurable  difeafe. 

Thou,  Jefus,  thou  alone  carrft  heal  : 
Infpire  me  with  thy  pow'r  and  peace, 
And  pardon  on  my  conference  feal. 

5  A  touch,  a  word,  a  look  from  thee. 

Can  turn  my  heart  and  make  ir  clean  : 
Can  purge  the  inbred  leprofy, 

Ami  i'ave  ine  from  my  bofom-fin. 

6  Lord,  if  thou  wilt,   I  dobeiieve, 

Thou  card!  the  favigg  grace  impart  ; 
Thou  canii;  this  inftant  now  forgive, 
And  ftamp  thine  image  on  my  herat. 

7  My  heart,  which  now  to  thee  I  raife, 

I  know  thou  can  ft  this  moment  clean  fe  : 
The  deeped  ftains  of  fin  efface, 
And  drive  the  evil  fpirit    hence. 

8  Be  it  according*  to  thy  word  1 

Accomplifh  now  thy  work  in  me  ; 
And  let  my  foul,  to  health  reftor'd, 
Devote  its  little  all  to  thee  1 

H  Y  M  N     XLT.     L.  M. 

1  TESUSj  thy  far-extended  fame 

J|    My  drooping  foul  exults  to  hear  ; 
Thy  name,  thy  all-reftoring  name, 
Is  mafic  in  a  iinner's  ear. 

2  Sinners  of  old  thou  didlt  receive, 

With  cOBrfdrtable  words  and  kind  ; 
Their  forrowe  chcer'd,  their  wants  reliev'd, 
Heal'd  the  difeas'd  and  cuv'd  the  blind. 


46  SUPPLICATION 

3  And  art  thou  not  the  Saviour  ftill, 

In  ev'ry  place  and  age  the  fame  ? 
Haft:  thou  forgot  thy  gracious  ikill  ; 
Or  loft  the  virtue  of  thy  name  ? 

4  Faith  in  thy  changelefs  name  I  have  ; 

The  good,  the  kind,  phyfician,  thou 
Art  able  now  our  fouls  to  fave, 
Art  willing  to  reftore  them  now. 

5  Though  eighteen  hundred  years  are  paft, 

Since  thou  didft  in  the  flefh  appear  j 
Thy  tender  mercies  ever  laft, 

And  ftill  thy  healing  pow'r  is  here. 

6  Wouldft:  thou  the  body's  health  reftore, 

And  not  regard  the  fin-fick  foul  ! 
The  fin-fick  foul  thou  lov'ft  much  more, 
And  furely  thou  wilt  make  it  whole. 

7  All  my  difeafe,  my  ev'ry  fin, 

To  thee,  O  Jefus,  I  confefs  : 
In  pardon,  Lord,  my  cure  begin, 

And  perfect  me  in  hollnefs. 
S   That  token  of  thine  utmoft  good, 

Now,  Saviour,  now  on  me  bellow  ; 
And  purge  my  confcience  with  thy  blood, 

And  wafh  my  nature  white  as  fnow. 

SUPPLICATION  AND  PRAYER, 

HYMN     XLII. 

1    TryAPPYfoul,  that  free  from  harms, 
§    |    Refts  within  his  Shepherd's  arms  ! 
Who  his  quiet  fhall  moled  ? 
Who  {hall  violate  his  reft? 


AND    PRAYER. 

Jefus  doth  his  fpirit  bear, 

Jefus  takes  his  ev'ry  care  ; 

He  who  found  the  wand'ring  ilieep, 

Jefus  flill  delights  to  keep. 

O  that  I  might  fo  believe, 

Stedfaftly  to  Jefus  cleave  ; 

On  his  only  love  rely, 

Smile  at  the  deftroyer  nigh  ! 

Free  from  fin  and  fervile  fear. 

Have  my  Jefus  ever  near  ; 

All  his  cai  e  rejoice  to  prove  ; 

All  his  paradife  of  love. 

Jefus,  feck  thy  wand'ring  fheep, 

Bring  me  back,  and  lead,  and  keep  ; 

Take  on  thee  my  ev'ry  care  ; 

Bear  me,  on  thy  bofom  bear  ; 

Let  me  know  my  Shepherd's  voice, 

More  and  more  in  tfeee  rejoice  ; 

More  and  more  of  thee  receive, 

Ever  in  thy  Spirit  live  : 

Live,  till  all  thy  life  I  know, 

Perfect  through  my  Lord  below  ; 

Gladly  then  from  earth  remove, 

Gather'd  to  the  fold  above  : 

O  that  I  at  laft  may  ftand 

With  the  fneep  at  thy  right-hand  ; 

Take  the  crown  fo  freely  giv'n  ; 

Enter  in  by  thee  to  heav'n. 

H  Y  M  N     XLIII. 

MAKER,  Saviour  of  mankind  ; 
Who  haft  on  me  beftow'd 
An  immortal  foul,   defign'd 
To  be  the  houfe  of  God  : 


I  SUPPLICATION 

Come,  and  now  refide  in  me, 

Never,  never  to  remove  : 
Make  me  juft,  and  good,  like  t<hee, 

And  full  of  pow'r  and  love. 
Bid  me  in  thine  image  rife, 

A  faint,  a  creature  new  : 
True,  and  merciful,  and  wife, 

And  pure  and  happy  too  : 
This  thy  primitive  defign, 

That  I  ihould  in  thee  be  bkft  ; 
Shpuld,  within  thine  arms  divine, 

For  ever,  ever  reft. 
Let  thy  v«ili  in  me  be  done; 

Fulfil  my  heart's  deli  re, 
Thee  to  know,  and  love  alone, 

And  rile  in  raptures  high'r. 
Thee  deicending  on  a  cloud 

When  with  ravifh'd  eyt-s  I  fee  f 
Thau  (hall  I  be  fill'd  with  God 

To  all  eternity  ! 

HYMN     XL1V. 

CN  OD  of  my  falvation  hear, 
X  And  help  me  to  believe  ; 
Simply  do  I  now  draw  near, 

Thy  bleffing  to  receive  : 
Full  of  guilt,  alas  !  I  am, 

But  to  thy  wounds  for  refuge  flee 
Friend  of  linneis,  fpotlefs  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  Ih-d  for  me. 
Standing  now  as  newly  {lain, 

To  thee  I  lift  mine  eye, 
]j.;iiii  of  all  my  grief  and  pain, 

Thv  blood  is  always  nitfh : 


AND    PRAYEU.  49 

Now  ?.s  veflerday,  the  lame 

Thou  art,  and  wilt  forever  be  : 
Friend  of  finners,  fpotlefs  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  lhed  for  me. 
Nothing  have  I,  Lord,  to  pay, 

Which  can  thy  grace  procure  ; 
Empty  lend  me  not  away, 

For  I,  thou  know'R,  am  poor  : 
Dufi:  and  afbes  is  my  name, 

My  all  is  fin  and  mifery  : 
Friend  of  finners,  fpotlefs  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  (bed  for  me. 
No  good  word,  or  work,  or  thought, 

Bring  I  to  buy  thy  grace  ; 
Pardon  I  accept  unbought, 

Thy  proffer  I  embrace  ; 
Coming,  as  at  firfl:  I  came. 

To  take,  and  not  bellow  on  thee  : 
Friend  of  finners,  fpotlefs  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  (bed  for  me. 
Saviour,  from  thy  wounded  fide 

I  never  will  depart, 
Here  wilt  1  my  I'pirit  hide, 

When  I  am  pure  in  heart : 
Till  my  place  above  I  claim. 

This  only  fhall  be  all  my  plea,    . 
Friend  of  finners,  fpotlefs  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  filed  for  me. 

HYMN     XLV. 

GOME,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  rejoice, 
In  hope  that  I  fhall  hear  thy  voice, 
"Shall  one  day  fee  my  Gcrd  j 
E 


*0  SfeTPLICATIOTf 

Shall  ceafe  from  all  my  fin  and  ftrifcj 
Handle  and  tafte  the  word  of  life, 

And  feel  the  fpriiikled  blood. 
2   I  {hall  not  always  make  my  moan, 
Nor  worfhip  thee  a  God  unknown, 

But  I  Diali  live  to  prove 
Thy  people's  reft  and  faints' delight, 
The  length,  and  breadth,  and  depth;  and  height 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 
O  Rejoicing  new  in  earned  hope, 
I  fiand,  and  from  the  mountain-top 

Sec  all  the  land  below  : 
Rivers  cfnailkand  honey  rife, 
And  all  the  fruit  of  paradife 

In  endlefs  plenty  grow  : 

4  A  land  of  com,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
Favour'd  with  God's  peculiar  fmile, 

With  ev'ry  bleffing  bleft  ; 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our righteoufnefs. 
And  keep;;  his  own  in  perfect  peace, 

And  eveflafting  reft. 

5  O  that  I  might  at  once  go  up, 
No  more  on  this  fide  Jordan  ftop, 

But  now  the  land  pcflefs  ; 
This  moment  end  my  legal  years, 
Sorrows,  and  fins,  and  doubts,  and  fears, 

An  howling  wilde.mefs  [ 
$  Now.  O  my  Jofliua,  bring  me  in, 
Caft  oat  thy  foes,  the-  inbred  fin, 

The  carnal  mind  remove  ; 
The  purchale  of  thy  death  divide, 
And  O,  with  all  the  fan&ify'd,      ' 

Give  me  a  let  of  love  ! 


AND    PKAVE*. 

HYMN     XLVI. 

1  /*"*i  OD  of  all  grace  and  majcfty,, 
VJK"  Supremely  great  and  good, 
If  I  have  mercy  founi  with  thee, 

Through  the  atoning  blood  ; 
*    The  guard  of  all  thy  mercies  give. 
And  to  my  pardon  join 
A  fear,  left  I  fhculd  ever  grieve 
Thy  gracious  Spirit  divine. 

2  If  mercy  is  indeed  with  thee, 

May  I  obedient  prove, 
Nor  e'er  abufe  my  liberty, 

Or  fin  again  ft  thy  love  : 
This  choiceft  fruit  of  faith  befto\T 

On  a  poor  fojoumer  ; 
And  let  me  pafs  my  days  below, 

In  humblenefs  and  fear. 

3  Still  may  I  walk  as  in  thy  fight, 

My  ftricl  obferver  fee  ; 
And  thou,  by  rey'rent  love,  units 

My  child-like  heart  to  thee  : 
Still  let  me,  till  my  days  are  pad, 

At  J^fu's  feet  abide  ; 
-So  fhall  he  lift  me  up  at  hft, 

And  feat  me  by  his  fide. 

HYMN     XLVH.     C.  M. 

WANT  a  principle,  within, 
Of  jealous  godly  fear, 
A  fenfibility  of  fin, 
A  pain  to  feel  i$  near. 


52  SUPPLICATION 

2  That  I  from  thee  no  more  may  part, 

No  move  thy  goodnefs  grieve, 
The  filial  awe,  the  loving  heart, 
The  tender  conference  give. 

3  Quick  as  the  Apple  of  an  eye, 

O  God,  my  confeieuce  make, 
Awake  my  foul,  when  fin  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  ftili  awake. 

4  If  to  the  right  or  left  T  ftnrp, 

That  moment,  Lord,  reprove, 
And  let  me  weep  my  life  away, 
For  having  griev'd  thy  love. 

5  O  !  may  the  leaft  omiffion  pain 

My  well-inftructeJ  foul  ; 
And  drive  me  to  the  blood  again-, 
Which  makes  the  wounded  whob. 

H  Y  M  N     XLVIII.     S.  M. 

1  1\/TY  God,  my  life,  my  love, 
JJVJL  To  thee,  to  thee  I  call  ; 
I  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 

Tor  thou  art  ail  in  alt. 

2  Thy  fhining  grace  can  cheer 

This  dungeon  where  I  dwell  : 
'Tis  paradife  when  thou  art  here, 
If  I'aoii  depart,  'tis  hell. 

3  The  fmi  lings  of  thy  face 

How  amiable  they  are  ! 
'Tis  heav'n  to  reft:  in  thine  embrace, 
And  no  where  elfe  but  there. 


AND    PP.AYER. 

4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 

The  angels  owe  their  blifs  ; 
They  fit  around  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  dwell  where  Jefus  is. 

5  Not  all  the  harps  above 

Can  make  a  heav'nly  place, 
If  God  his  refidence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face, 

6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the' iky, 

Can  one  delight  afford  ; 
No,  not  one  drop  of  real  joy, 
Without  thy  prefence,  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  fea  of  love, 

Where  all  my  pleafures  roll  ; 
The  circle  where  my  paffions  move, 
And  centre  of  my  foul. 

$   To  thee  my  fpiritsfly 

With  infinite  defire  : 
And  yet  how  far  from  thee  Hie  1 
Bear  Jefus,  raife  me  high'r. 

H  Y  M  N     XLIX.     L.  M. 

1  1["  Xhirft,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 
JL  To  wafli  me  in  thy  cleanfing  blood  ; 
To  dwell  within  thy  wounds  ;  then  pain 
Is  fweet,  and  life  or  death  is  gain. 

2   Take  my  poor  heart,  and  let  it  be 
For  ever  clos'd  to  all  but  thee  1 
Seal  thou  my  bread,  and  let  me  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  for  ever  there. 
E  2. 


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54  SUPPLICATION 

3  How  bleft  are  they  who  Rill  abide 
Clofe  Ihelter'd  in  thy  bleeding  Tide  ! 
Who  life  and  ftrength  from  thence  derive, 
And  by  thee  move,  and  in  thee  live. 

4  What  are  our  works  but  fin  and  death, 
Till  thou  thy  quickening  Spirit  breathe  : 
Thou  giv'ftthe  pow'r  thy  grace  to  move, 
O  wond'rous  grace  !   O  boundieis  love  ! 

5  How  can  it  be.  thou  heav'nly  King, 
Thnt  thou  fhould'ft  us  to  glory  bring  ; 
Make  flaves  the  partners  of  thy  throne, 
Deck'd  with  a  never-fading-  crown  ? 

6  Hence  our  hearts  melt,  our  eyes  o'erflow, 
Our  words  are  loft,  nor  will  we  know, 
Nor  will  we  think  of  aught  befide, 

"  My  Lord,  my  love,  is  crucify'd." 
-7   Ah  !   Lord,  enlarge  our  fcanty  thought, 

To  know  the  wonders  thou  haft  wrought  ; 

Unloofe  our  ftamin'ring  tongues  to  tell 

Thy  love  irnmenfe,  unsearchable  1 
S    Firft-born  of  many  brethren  thou, 

To  thee,  lo  !  all  our  fouls  we  bow  ; 

To  thee  our  hearts  and  hands  we  give  ; 

Thine  may  we  die.,  thine  may  we  live. 

H  Y  M  N     L. 

1    QAVTOUR,  the  world's  and  mine, 
k3  Was  ever  grief  like  thine? 
Thou  my  pain,  my  cur!-  haft  took, 

All  my  fins  were  laid  on  thee  ; 
Help  me,  Lord,  to  thee  I  look  ; 

Draw  me,  Saviour,  after  thee, 


AND    PRAYER.  5 

2  To  love  is -all  mywifii, 

I  only  live  for  this  ; 
Grant  me,  Lord,  my  heart's  defire, 

Ever  there  by  faith  to  dwell : 
This  I  always  will  require. 

Thee,  and  only  thee  to  feel. 

3  Thy  pow'r  I  pant  to  prove, 

Rooted  and  fix'd  in  love  : 
Strengthen'*!  by  thy  Spirit's  might, 

Wife  to  fathom  things  divine  ; 
What  the  length,  and  breadth,  and  height, 

What  the  depth  of  love  like  thine. 

4  Ah  give  me  this  to  know, 

With  all  thy  faints  below  ; 
Swells  my  foul  to  corripafs  thee  ; 

Gafps  in  thee  to  live  and  move  : 
Fili'd  with  all  the  Deity, 

All  immers'dand  loft  in  love  ! 

HYMN     LI.     C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  thou  all  redeeming  Lord, 
Jj    Thy  bleffing  we  implore, 
Open  the  door  to  preach  thy  word, 

The  great,  effectual  door. 

2  Gather  the  outcafls  in,  and  fave 

From  fin  and  Satan's  pow'r  1 
And  let  them  now  acceptance  have, 
And  know  their  gracious  hour. 

3  Lover  of  fouls,  thou  knowTt  to  prize 

What  thou  hafl  bought  fo  dear  : 
Come  then,  and  in  thy  people's  eyes, 
With  all  thy  wounds  appear  1 


56  SUPPLICATION 

4  Appear,  as  when  of  old  confeft, 

The  fuff'ring  Son  of  God  ; 
And  let  them  fee  thee  in  thy  veil 
But  newly  dipt  in  blood. 

5  The  ftony  from  their  hearts  remove, 

Thou  who  for  all  haft  dy'd  ; 
Shew  them  the  tokens  of  thy  love. 
Thy  feet,  thy  hsnds,  thy  fide  ! 

6  Thy  feet  were  naiPd  to  yonder  tree, 

To  trample  down  their  fin  ; 
Thy  hands  they  all  'tretch'd  out  may  fee. 
To  take  thy  murd'rers  in. 

7  Thy  fide  an  open  fountain  is, 

Where  all  may  freely  go, 
Ana  drink  the  living  flreains  of  blifs, 
And  wafh  them  white  as  fnow. 

t   Heady  thou  art  the  blood  t'  apply, 
And  prove  the  record  true  ; 
And  all  thy  wounds  to  tinners  cry, 
"  I  fuffer'd  this  for  you  !" 

H  Y  M  N     LII. 

1  T    EADER  of  faithful  fouls,  and  guide 

1   A  Of  all  that  travel  to  the  fky, 
Come,  and  with  us,  even  us  abide, 
Who  would  on  thee  alone  rely  ; 
On  thee  alone  our  fpirksftay, 
While  held  in  life's  uneven  way. 

2  Strangers  and  pilgrims  here  below, 

This  earth  we  know7  is  not  our  place  ; 


ANI)     PRAYER.  57 

We  haften  through  the  vale  of  woe  ; 

And  refllefs  to  behold  thy  face, 
Swift  to  our  heav'nly  country  move.*. 
Our  everlaftmg  home  above. 

3  "We've  no  abiding  city  here, 

But  fcek  a  city  out  of  fight  ; 
Thither  our  Ready  courfe  we  fieer, 

Afpiring  to  the  plains  of  light; 
Jerufalem,  the  faints'  abode  ; 
Whole  founder  is  the  living  God. 

4  Patient  th'  appointed  race  to  run, 

This  weary  world  we  leave  behind  ; 
From  ftrength  to  ftrength  we  travel  on, 

The  new  Jerufalem  to  find  : 
Our  labour  this,  our  only  aim, 
To  find  the  new  Jerufakm. 

5  Thro'  thee,  who  allourfms  had  borne$ 

Freely  and  gracioufly  forgiv'n, 
With  fongs,  to  Zion  we  return, 

Contending  for  our  native  heav'ii  : 
That  palace  of  our  glorious  King  : 
We  find  it  nearer  while  we  bng. 

6  Rais'd  by  the  breath  of  love  divine, 

We  urge  our  way  with  ftrength  renew'd  ;• 
The  church  of  the  firft-born  to  join. 

We  travel  to  the  mount  of  God  ; 
With  joy  upon  our  heads  we  rife, 
To  meet  our  Saviour  in  the  ikies. 

H  Y  M  N     LTII. 
1    OON  of  God.  if  thy  free  grace 
O  Again  hr.th  rais'd  me  up, 
Call'd  me  ftill  to  feek  thy  face, 
And  giv'n  me  back  my  hope  ; 


58  SUPPLICATION 

Still  thy  timely  help  afford, 

And  all  thy  loving  kindnefs  Pnow  ; 
Keep  me,  keep  me',  gracious  Lord, 
And  never  let  me  goi 
2   By  me,  O  my  Saviour,  (rand 
In  lore  temptation's  hour  ! 
Save  me  with  thine  out-ftretch'd  hand, 

And  ftvew  forth  all  thy  pow'r  : 
O  be  mindful  of  thy  word, 

Thy  all  luliicient  grace  beftow : 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 
And  never  let  me  gov 
S   Give  me,  Lord,  a  holy  fear, 
And  fix  it  in  my  heart, 
That  I  may  from  evil  near, 
With  fpeedy  care  depart  : 
Sin  be  more  than  hell  abhorr'd, 

Till  thou  deftroy  the  tyrant  foe  ; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 
And  never  let  me  go. 
4   Never  let  inc  leave  thy  bread, 
Nor  from  my  Saviour  ft  ray  ; 
Thou  art  my  fupport  and  reft, 

My  true  and  living  way  : 
My  exceeding  great  reward, 

In  heav'n  above,  and  earth  below: 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  £»ord, 
And  never  let  mc  go* 

II  Y  M  N     LIV. 
I    '  '    ORD  J  and  is  thine  anger  gone  1 
JL*  And  art  thou  pactfy'd  ? 
After  all  that  I  have  done, 
lX;ft  thou  no  lomrer  chide  ? 


AND     PRAYER. 

Infinite  thy  mercies  are  ; 

Beneath  the  weight  &  cannot  move  : 
O,  'tis  more  than  1  can  bear, 

The  fenfe  of  pard'ning  love  ! 

2   Let  it  dill  my  heart  conftrain, 

And  all  my  p2lIions  fway  j 
Keep  me>  left  1  turn  again 

Out  of  the- narrow  way  ; 
Force  my  vi'lence  to  be  ftill, 

And  captivate  my  ev'ry  thought ; 
Charm,  and  melt,  and  change  my  will, 

And  bring  me  down  to  nought. 

:1   If  I  have  begun  once*  more 

Thy  fweet  return  to  tee! ; 
Jf  ev'n  now  I  find  thy  povv'r 

Prefent  my  foul  to  heal  ; 
Still  and  quiet  may  1  lie, 

Nor  ftruggle  out  of  thine  embrace  ; 
Never  mpre  refitt,  or  fly 

From  tky  purfuing  grace. 

4  To  the  crofs,  thine  altar,  bind 

Me  with  the  cords  of  love  j 
Freedom  let  me  never  rind 

From  my  dear  Lord  to  move  ;  -. 
That  I  never,  never  more 

May  with  my  much  lov'd  Matter  part, 
To  the  potts  of  mercy's  door, 

O  nail  my  willing  hearty 

5  See  my  utter  helpleffhefs, 

And  leave  me  not  alone, 
O  preferve  in  perfect  peace, 
And  leal  me  for  thine  own  ? 


60  SUPPLICATION 

More  and  more  tlmfelf  reveal, 
Thy  prefence  leWhe  always  find  : 

Comfort,  and  confirm,  and  heal, 
My  feeble  fin-fick  mind. 

$   As  the  2pplc  of  an  eye,v 

Thy  weakeft  fervant  keep  ; 
Help  me  at  thy  feet  to  lie, 

And  there  for  ever  weep  : 
Tears  of  joy  mine  eyes  o'erfiow, 

Tint  I  have  any  hope  of  heav'n.; 
Much  of  love  I  ought  to  know, 

For  I  have  much  forgiv'n. 

II   Y  M  N     LV. 

1  r  I  ^HEE  will  I  love,  my  flrength,  my  tow';-, 

JL     Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy  my  crown  j 
Thee  will  I  love  with  all  my  ncw'r, 

In  all  my  works  and  thee  alone  : 
Thee  will  I  love,  till  the  pure  fire 
Fill  my  whole  foul  with  chafte  defire. 

2  Ah  1  why  did  I  fo  late  thee  know, 

Thee,  lovelier  than  the  fons  of  men  ! 
Ah  !  why  did  I  no  fooner  go 

To  thee,  the  only  eafe  in  pain  ? 
Afham'd  I  figh  and  inly  mourn, 
That  I  fo  late  to  thee  did  turn. 

3  In  darknefs  willingly  I  ftray'd  ; 

I  fought  thee,  yet  from  thee  I  rov'd  ; 
Far  wide  my  waud'ring  thoughts  were  ipread, 

Thy  creatures  more  than  thee  I  tov'd  i 
And  now  if  more  at  length  I  fee, 
"^Tis  thro'  thy  light  and  comes  from  the;. 


AND    PRAYET..  61 

4  I  thank  thee,  uncreatwLSim, 

That  thy  bright  beams  on  me  have  Ihin'd  ; 
I  thank  thee,  who  haft  overthrown 

My  foes,  and  heal'd  my  wounded  mind  : 
I  thank  thee,  whofe  enliv'ning  voice 
Bids  my  freed  heart  in  thee  rejoice. 

5  Uphold  me  in  the  doubtful  race, 

Norfuffer  me  again  to  ftray  ; 
Strengthen  my  feet  with  fteady  pace, 

Still  to  prefs  forward  in  the  way  ; 
My  fool  and  flefh,  O  Lord  of  might, 
Fill,  fatiate  with  thy  heav'nly  light. 

HYMN     LVI.    C.  M. 

1  TNFINITE,  unexhaufted  love  ! 
JL   Jafus  and  love  are  one  ; 

]f  ft  ill  to  me  thy  bowels  move, 
They  are  reflrain'd  to  none. 

2  What  fhall  I  do  my  God  to  love  ? 

My  loving  God  to  praife  ? 
The  length,  and  breadth,  and  height, to  prove, 
And  d-p^h  of  ibvVeign  grace  ? 
S  Thy  fov'reign  grace  to  all  extends, 
Immenfe  and  unconfin'd  ; 
From  age  tp  age  it  never  ends, 
It  reaches  all  mankind. 
4   Throughout  the  world  its  breadth  is  known, 
Wide  ;4;.  infinity : 
So  wide,  it  never  pafs'd  by  one, 
Or  it  had  pafs'd  byfne. 
F 


62  SUPPLICATION 

5  My  trefpafs  was  grown  up  to  heav'n  ; 

But  far  abovedBfc  fides  ! 
In  Chrift  abundantly  forgiv'n, 
I  fee  thy  mercies  rife  ! 

6  The  depth  of  all-redeeming*  love, 

W-hat  angel  tongue  can  tell  ? 
O  may  1  to  the  utmoft  prove 
The  gift  unfpeakable  ! 

7  Come  quickly,  gracious  Lord,  and  take 

Poffcilion  of  thine  own  ! 
My  longing  heart  vouchfafe  to  make 
Thiae  everlafting  throne  1 

8  AfTert  thy  claim,  maintain  thy  right, 

Come  quickly  from  above  : 
And  fink  me  to  perfection's  height, 
The  depth  of  humble  love. 


H  Y  M  N     LVII.     C.  3VL 

1  S^  OME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
V>i    One  God  in  perfoifs  three, 

Bring  back  the  heavenly  bleffing  loft 
By  all  mankind  and  me. 

2  Thy  favour,  and  thy  nature  too, 

To  me,  to  all  reftore  ; 
Forgive,  and  after  God  renew, 
And  keep  me  evermore. 

3  Eternal  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs, 

Di Inlay  thy  beams  divine, 
And  caufe  the  glories  of  thy  face, 
Upon  my  heart  to  fhine. 


AND     PRATER 

4  Light  in  thy  light,  O  may  I  fee, 

Thy  grace  and  mercy  prove  ! 
Reviv'd,  and  cheer'd,  andbleft  by  thee, 
The  God  of  pard'ning  love  ! 

5  Lift  up  thy  countenance  ferene, 

And  let  thy  happy  child 
Behold,  without,  a  cloud  between, 
The  Godhead  reconcil'd. 

6  That  all-comprifmg  peace  beftov 

On  me,  through  gratis  forgiv'n; 
The  joys  of  holinefs  below, 
And  then  the  joys  of  heav'n  I 

HYMN     LVIII. 

1  f\  ALMIGHTY  God  of  love, 

\J  Thy  holy  arm  difplay  ! 
Send  me  fuccour  from  above, 

In  this  my  evil  day  ; 
Arm  my  weaknefs  with  thy  pow'r, 

Woman's  feed  appear  within  1 
Be  my  fafeguard  and  my  tow'r 

Againft  the  face  of  firt. 

2  Hock,  of  my  falvation,  hafte, 

Extend  thy  ample  fhade, 
Let  it  over  me  be  caft, 

And  fcreen  my  naked  head  : 
Save  me  from  the  trying  hour  : 
•  Thou  my  lure  protection  be  : 
Shelter  me  from  Satan's  power, 

Till  I  am  fix'u  on  thee. 
5    Set  upon  the  Rock  my  feet, 

And  make  me  furely  Hand  ; 
From  temptations'  rage  and  he?.:, 

Cover  me  with  thiiie  hand  : 


64  SUPPLICATION 

Let  me  in  thy  cleft  be  plac'd  ; 

Never  from  my  fence  remove  ; 
In  thine  arms  of  love  embrac'cl, 

Of  everlafling  love. 


H  Y  M  N     LIX.     L.  M. 

1  /^(OME,  Saviour,  Jefus,  from  above  ! 
V_>£    Aflift  me  with  thy  heav'nly  grace  ; 
Empty  my  heart  of  earthly  love, 

And  for  thyielf  prepare  the  place. 

2  O  let  thy  facred  prefence  fill, 

And  fet  my  longing  fpirit  free  ! 
"Which  pants  to  have  no  other  will, 
But  night  and  day  to  feaft  on  thee. 

3  While  in  this  region  here  below, 

No  other  good  will  I  purfue  : 
I'll  bid  this  world  of  noiie  and  mew, 
With  all  its  glitt  'ring  fnarcs,  adieu. 

A>  That  path  with  humble  fpeed  I'll  feek, 
In  which  my  Saviour's  footfteps  mine  ; 
Nor  will  I  hear,  nor  will  I  fpeak, 
Of  any  other  love  but  thine. 

5  Henceforth  may  no  profane  delight 

Divide  this  confecrated  foul  : 
Polfels  it  thou  who  haft  the  right, 
As  Lord  and  MaPcer  of  the  whole. 

6  Nothing  on  earth  do  I  defire, 

But  thy  pure  love  within  my  bread  ; 
This,  only  this,  will  I  require, 
And  freely  give  up  all  the  red. 


AND    PRAYER.  60 

H  Y  M  N     LX.     S.  M. 

1  ►"  J  ^HE  praying  fpirit  breathe, 

1      The  watching  pow'r  impart  ; 
From  all  entanglements  beneath 

Call  of  my  peaceful  heart  j 
My  feeble  mind  fuitain, 

By  worldly  thoughts  oppreft ; 
Appear  and  bid  me  turn  again 

To  my  eternal  re  It. 

2  Swift  to  my  refcue  come, 

Thine  own  this  moment  feize, 
Gather  my  wand'ring  fpirit  home, 

And  keep  in  perfect  peace  : 
Suffcr'd  no  more  to  rove 

O'er  all  the  earth  abroad, 
Arreft  the  pris'ner  of  thy  love, 

And  ftiut  me  up  m  God. 

H  Y  M  N     LXI.     C.  M. 

1  O  HEPHERD  divine,  our  wants  relieve, 
KJ   In  this  our  evil  day  ; 

To  all  thy  tempted  foll'wcrs  give 
The  pow'r  to  watch  and  pray. 

2  Long  as  our  fi'ry  trials  lalt, 

Long  as  the  crofs  we  bear  ; 
O  let  our  fouls  on  thee  be  call 
Innever-ceuiir.gpray'r  1 

3  The  fpirit  of  interceding  grace 

Give  us  in  faith  to  claim  ; 
To  wreftle  till  we  fee  ihy  face, 
And  know  thy  hidden  name. 
F  2 


J 


66  SUPPLICATION 

4  Till  thou  thyperfeft  love  impart, 

Till  thou  thyfelf  bellow  ; 
Be  this  the  cry  of  ev'ry  heart, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

5  I  will  not  let  thee  go,  unlefs 

Thou  tell  thy  name  to  me  ; 
With  all  thy  great  falvation  blefs 
And  make  me  all  like  thee. 

6  Then  let  me  on  the  mountain-top, 

Behold  thy  open  face  ; 
Where  faith  in  figbt  is  i\v  allow 'tl  up, 
And  pray'r  in  endlefs  praife. 
H  V   M  N     LXI.     S.  M. 
ESUS,  my  ftreiigth,  my  hope, 
On  thee  I  call  my  cave, 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 

And  know  thou  heard  my  pray'r 
Give  me  on  thee  to  wak, 

Till  I  can  ail  things  do, 
On  thee,  Almighty  to  create, 
Almighty  to  renew. 
I  wanf  a  fober  mind, 
A  felf-renotinctmg  will 
That  tramples  down  and  cafte  behind, 

The  baits  of  pleating  ill  : 
A  foul  inur'd  to  pain, 

To  hard  (hip,  grief,  and  lofs  ; 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  fuftain, 
The  con  ice  rated  crofs 
I  want  ;i  godly  fear, 
A  quick  difeerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  fin  is  near, 
And  fees  the  tempter  fly  ; 


AND    PRAYER.  67 

A  fpirit  Hill  prepar'd, 

And  arm'd  with  jealous  care, 
For  ever  (landing  on  its  guard. 

And  watching  unto  prav'r. 
I  want  a  heart  to  pray, 

To  pray  and  never  ceafe, 
Never  to  murmur  at  thy  fray. 

Or  wifh  my  fuff 'rings  lefs: 
This  bldEng  above  all — 

Always  to  pray  I  want, 
Out  of  the  deep  on  thee  to  call. 

And  never,  never  faint. 

5  I  want  a  true  regard, 

A  (ingle,  fteady  aim, 
Unmov'd  by  threatening  or  reward, 

To  thee  and  thy  great  name  ; 
A  jealous,  jufi:  concern 

For  thine  immortal  praife  ; 
A  pure  defire  that  all  may  learn, 

And  glorify  thy  grace. 

6  I  reft  upon  thy  word, 

The  i  ro:  li  e  is  for  me  : 

M;  Jvation,   Lord, 

Sh;  .    :ome  from  thee  : 

But  i.  ill  abide, 

*  i  oir.    my  h  n°  remove, 

Till  thou  my  patient  Spirit  guide 

Into  th;    perfect  love. 

H  Y  M  N     LXIII. 
1    TTELP.    Lord,   to  whom  for  help  I  fly; 
JLA.   And  dill  my  tempted  foul  (land  bv, 
Throughout  the  evil  day  j 


6S  surn.iCATio:* 

The  facred  watchfulneft  impart, 
And  keep  the  itffues  of  my  heart, 
And  flir  me  up  to  pray. 

£   My  foul  with' thy  whole  armour  arm, 
In  each  approach  of  I'm,  alarm, 

And  fhew  the  danger  near  ; 
Surround,  fuftain,  and  fhengthen  me, 
And  till  with  godly  jealoufy, 
A  n  d  fan  ct  i f  v  i  n g  fe ar. 

3  Whene'er  my  carelefs  hands  hang  down, 
O  let  me  fee  thy  gath-'ring  frown, 

And  feel  thy  warning  eye  ; 
And  ftarting,  cry.  from  ruin's  brink, 
Save,  Tefus,  or  I  yield,  [  link  I 

O  fave  me,  or  I  die  ! 

4  If  near  the  pit  I  raflily  dray, 
Before  I  .wholly  fail  away, 

.-  keen  conviction  a  art  ; 
Recall  me  by  that  pitying  !  ■  ■  k, 
That  kindupbr:      ng  glance,  which  broke 
Unfaithful  Fet  .  '•;  heart. 

5  I  n  n )  e  thin e  u tmo  ft  m  e  re y  fh  3  w , 
And  make  me  hue  ;  low, 

Unblamable  in  grace  : 
Uead\  j  repar'd  and  fitted  here, 
By  perfect  holinefs  t'  appear 

Before  thy  glorious  face. 

H  Y  M  N     LX1V.     L.  M. 

1    TESUS,  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
j    On  whom  I  caft  my  t\'r/  ca:c, 
On  v. bom  for  all  things  I  depend, 
Infpire,  and  then  accept  my  pray  'r. 


AND     PRAYER.  69 

2  If  I  have  tafted  of  thy  grace, 

The  grace  that  lure  falvation  brings  ; 
If  with  me  now  thy  Spirit  ft  ays', 

And  hov'ring,  hides  me  with  his  wings; 

3  StHI  let  him  with  my  weaknefs  fray, 

Nor  for  a  moment's  fpace  depart:     , 
Evil  and  danger  turn  away, 

And  keep  till  he  renews  my  heart. 

4  When  to  the  right  or  left  I  ftray, 

His  voice  behind  me  may  I  hear, 
"  Return,  and  walk  in  Chrift  thy  way, 
"  Fly  back  to  Chrift,  for  fin  is  near." 

5  His  facred  unci: on  from  above, 

Ee  (till  my  comforter  and  guide  ; 
Till  all  the  ftony  he  remove, 
And  in  my  loving  heart  rende. 

6  Jerus,   I  fain  would  walk  in  thee, 

From  nature's  ev'ty  path  retreat  : 
Thou  art  my  way,  my  leader  be, 
And  fet  upon  the  Rock  my  feet. 

7  Uphold  me,  Saviour,  or  I  fail  ; 

O  reach  me  out  thy  gracious  hand  ! 
Only  on  thee  for  help  I  call  ; 
Only  by  faith  in  thee  I  {land. 

HYMN     LXV.     S.  M. 

1  /\     CHARGE  to  keep  I  have  : 

ll    A  God  to  glorify  ; 

A  never-dying  foul  to  fave, 
And  fit  it  for  the  Iky  ; 


70  SUPPLICATION 

To  ferve  the  pre  fen  t  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfil  ; 
O  may  it  all  my  pow'rs  engage 

To  do  my  Mailer's  will. 

2        Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  fight  to  live  ; 
And  O  thy  iervant,  Lord,  prepare 

A  ftri&  account  to  give  : 
Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyfelf  rely  : 
Aflur'd  if  T  my  truft  betray, 

I  fhall  for  ever  die. 


B 


'«  H  Y  M  N     LXVI.  . 

E  it  my  only  wifdom  here. 
To  ferve  the  Lord  with  filial  fear, 


With  loving  gratitude  ; 
Superior  fenfe  may  I  dilplay, 
By  fluinning  ev'ry  evil  way, 

And  walking  in  the  good. 

That  I  may  ftill  from  fin  depart, 
A  wife  and  underfhmding  heart, 

Jcfus,  to  me  be  giv'n  ! 
And  let  me  through  thy  Spirit  know.. 
To  glorify  my  God  below, 

And  find  my  way  to  heav'n. 


I  Y  M  N     LXVII.     S.   M. 

OD  of  almighty  love, 
By  whole  fufficient  grace, 
my  heart  to  things  above, 
\ud  humbly  feek  thy  face  ; 


G 


AND    PRAYER.  7\ 

Thro'  Jefus  Chrift  the  juft, 
My  faint  .defire  receive, 
And  let  me  in  thy  goodnefs  truit, 
And  to  thy  glory  live. 
Whate'er  I  lay  or  do, 
Thy  glory  be  my  aim  ; 
My  off'rings  all  be  oftet'd  through 
The  ever-bit:  fled  name  ; 
Jefus,  my  fjngle  eye 
Be  fix'd  on  thee  alone  ; 
Thy  name  be  prais'd  on  earth,  on  high  ; 
Thy  will  by  all  be  done. 
Spirit  of  faith,  infpire 
My  confecrated  heart  ; 
Fill  me  with  pure  celeftial  fire, 
With  all  thou  haft  and  art ; 
My  feeble  mind  transform, 
And,  perfectly  renew 'd, 
Into  a  faint  exalt  a  worm  : 
A  worm  exalt  to  God  ! 

HYMN     LXVI1T.     S.  M. 

THE  thing  my  God  doth  hate, 
That  I  no  more  may  do, 
Thy  creature,  Lord,  again  create, 
And  all  my  foul  renew  ; 
My  foul  mall  then,  like  thine, 
Abhor  the  thing  unclean, 
And  fanclify'd  by  love  divine, 
For  ever  ceafe  from  fin, 
That  blelTed  law  of  thine, 
Jefus,  to  me  impart  ; 
Thy  Spirit's  law  of  life  divine, 
O  write  it  in  my  heart  1 


72  SUPPLICATION 

Implant  it  deep  within, 

Whence  it  may  ne'er  remove, 

The  Uw  of  liberty  from  fin, 
The  perfect  laiv  of  love, 

3        Thy  nature  be  my  law, 
Thy  fpotlefs  faft&ity, 
And  fweetly  ev'ry  moment  draw 
My  happy  foul  to  thee  ; 
Soul  of  my  foul  remain, 
Who  didft  for  all  fulfil, 
In  me,   O  Lord,  fulfil  again 

Thy  htav'nly  Father's  will. 

H  Y  M  N     LXIX.     C.  M. 

1  f^\  FOR  a  heait  to  praife  my  God, 
V_>/  A  heart  from  fin  fet  ftee  I 

A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood, 
Sj  freely  fptit  for  me« 

2  A  In-art  rcfign'd,  fubmifTive,  meek, 

My  great  Rrdeen.er's  throne  ; 
Where  only  Chrilt  is  heard  to  fpeak, 
Where   Tefus  reigns  alone. 

3  O  for  a  lowly  contrite*  heart, 

Believing,  true  and  clean  ! 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  that  dwells  within. 

4  A  heart  in  ev'ry  thought  renew'd, 

And   full  of  love  divine  : 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pyre,  and  good, 
A  copy,   Lord,  of  thine. 


AND    PRAYER.  73 

5  Thy  tender  heart  is  ft  ill  the  fame, 

And  melts  at  human  woe  : 
Jefus,  for  thee  diftrefs'd  I  am, 
I  want  thy  love  to  know. 

6  My  heart,  thou  know'ft,  can  never  reft, 

Till  thou  create  my  peace, 
Till  of  my  Eden  repoffeiVd  ; 
From  ev'ry  fin  I  c^afe. 

7  Fruit  of  thy  gracious  lips  on  me 

Bellow,  that  peace  unknown, 
The  hidden  manna,  and  the  tree 

Of  life,  and  the  white  {lone. 
$  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart, 

Gome  quickly  from  above  ; 
Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart, 

Thy  new,  beft  name  of  love. 

HYMN     LXX. 

1  ry^HOU  hidden  love  of  God,  whofe  height, 

1    Whofe  depth  unfathom'd,  no  man  knows ; 
I  fee  from  far  thy  beauteous  light, 

I  only  figh  for  thy  repofe  : 
My  heart  is  pain'd,  nor  can  it  be 
At  reft,  till  it  finds  reft  in  thee. 

2  Thy  fecret  voice  invites  me  flill 

The  fweetnefs  of  thy  yoke  to  prove  ; 
And  fain  I  would,  but  though  my  will 

Seems  fix'd,  yet  wide  my  paffions  rove  ; 
Yet  hindrances  ftrew  all  the  way  : 
1  aim  at  thee,  yet  from  thee  ftray. 

3  'Tis  mercy  all,  that  thou  haft  brought 

My  mind  to  feek  her  peace  in  thee  ; 
G 


74  SUPPLICATION 

Yet  while  I  feek  and  find  thee  not, 

No  peace  my  wand'ring  foul  fliall  fe 
O  .when  fhall  all  my  wand'rings  end, 
And  all  my  fter*;  to  thee-ward  tend  ? 

4  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  fun, 

That  drives  with  thee  my  heart  to  {hare  ? 
Ah  !  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 

The  Lordofev'ry  motion  there  ! 
Then  fhall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 
Whefi  it  hath  found  repofe  in  thee. 

5  Each  moment  draw,  from  earth  away, 

My  heart  that  lowly  waits  thy  call  ; 
Speak  to  my  inmoft  foul  and  fay, 

"  I  am  thy  Love,  thy  God,  thy  All  1" 
To  feel  thy  pow'r,  to  hear  thy  voice, 
To  taile  thy  love,  be  all  my  choice. 

HYMN     LXXI.     C.  M. 

1  TT'OR.  ever  here  my  reft  fhall  be, 
JC     Clofe  to  thy  bleeding  fide  ; 
'Tis  all  my  hope,  and  all  my  pleaj, 

For  me  the  Saviour  dy'd. 

2  My  dying  Saviour,  and  my  God, 

Fountain  for  guilt  and  Gn, 
Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  biocd, 
And  cleanfe  and  kee-p  me  clean. 

3  Wafh  me,  and  make  me  thus  thine  ow  :   ■ 

Warn  me,  and  mine  thoU  art  : 
Warn  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone, 
My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 

At-  Th*  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply, 
Till  faith  to  fight  improve  ; 


AND    PllAYElt.  75 

Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  all  my  ibul  be  love. 

HYMN     LXXII.    C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  my  life,  thyfelf  apply 
J    Thy  holy  Spirit  breathe  : 
My  vile  affections  crucify, 

Conform  me  to  thy  death. 

2  Conqu'ror  of  hell,  and  earth,  and  fin, 

Still  with  the  rebel  drive  ; 
Enter  my  foul  and  work  within, 
And  kill  and  make  alive. 

3  More  of  thy  life,  and  more  I  have, 

As  the  old  Adam  dies  : 
Bury  me,  Saviour  in  thy  grave, 
That  I  with  thee  may  rife. 

4  Reign  in  me.  Lord,  thy  foes  controul, 

Who  would  not  own  thy  fway  ; 
Diffufe  thine  image  through  my  foul, 
Shine  to  the  perfect  day. 

5  Scatter,  the  lad:  remains  of  fin, 

And  feal  me  thine  abode  ; 
O  make  me  glorious  all  within, 
A  tesnple  built  by  God. 

H  Y  M.N     LXXII. 

OLY  Lamb,  who  thee  receive, 
Who  in  thee  begin  to  live, 
Day  and  night  they  cry  to  thee, 
As  thou  art,  lb  let  us  be. 
Jefus,  fee  my  panting  bread: 
See,  I  pant  in  thee  to  reft  ; 
Gladly  would  I  now  be  clean  ; 
Cleanfe  me  now  from  ev'ry  (in. 


76  SUPPLICATION 

3  Fix,  O  fix  my  wav'ring  mind  I 
To  thy  croft  my  fpirit  bind  ; 
Earthly  paflions  far  remove  ; 
Swallow  up  my  foul  in  love. 

4  Dufl  and  allies  though  we  be, 
Full  of  guilt  and  mifery, 
Thine  wc  are,  thou  Son  of  God, 
Take  the  purchafe  of  thy  blood. 

5  Who  in  heart  on  thee  believes, 
He  th'  atonement  now  receires  : 
Ke  with  joy  beholds  thy  face, 
Triumphs  in  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

6  See,  ye  finners,  fee  the  flame, 
Rifing  from  the  flaughter'd  Lamh, 
Mark  the  new,  the  living  way, 
Leading  to  eternal  day. 

7  Jefus,  when  this  light  we  fee, 
All  our  fouls  do  thirft  for  thee  ; 
When  thy  quick'ning  pow'r  we  prove, 
All  our  hearts  clifiolve  in  love. 

8  Boundlefs  wifdom,  pow'r  divine, 
Love  unlpeakable  are  thine  : 
Praife  by  all  to  thee  be  giv'n, 
Sons  of  earth,  and  hods  ofheav'n. 

HYMN     LXXIV. 

]  TESU5,  thou  art  my  King, 
j  To  me  thy  fiiecour  bring  : 
Chrift,  the  mighty  one  art  thou, 

Help  for  all  on  thee  is  laid; 
Tliis  thy  word  I  claim  it  now, 

Send  me  now  the  promis'd  aid. 


AND     PRAYER.  77 

2  High  on  thy  Father's  throne, 
O  look  with  pity  down  ! 

Help,  O  help  !   attend  my  call, 

Captive  lead  captivity ; 
King  of  glory,  Lord  of  all, 

Chrift,  the  Lord,  be  King  to  me. 

3  I  pant  to  feel  thy  fway, 
And  only  thee  t'  obey  : 

Thee  my  fpirit  gafps  to  meet  ; 

This  my  one,  my  ceafelefs  pray'r, 
Make,  O  make  my  heart  thy  feat  1 

O  fet  up  thy  kingdom  there  I 

4  Triumph  and  reign  in  me, 
And  fpread  thy  victory  : 

Hell,  and  death,  and  fin  controul, 
Pride,  and  wrath,  and  ev'ry  foe  ; 

All  fubdue  :  through  all  my  foul, 
Conqu'ring  and  to  conquer  go. 

H  Y  M  N     LXXV.    G.  M, 

1  "J '•"    OR.D,  I  believe  thy  ev'ry  word, 

I,  a  Thy  ev'ry  promife  true  : 
And  lo !    I  wait  on  thee,  my  Lord, 
Till  I  my  firength  renew. 

2  If  in  this  feeble  flefh  I  nay, 

A  while  (hew  forth  thy  praife, 
Jefus,  fupport  the  tott'ring  clay, 
And  lengthen  out  my  days. 

3  If  fuch  a  worm  as  I,  can  fpread 

The  common  Saviour's  name, 
G  2 


78  SUPPLICATION 

Let  him  who  rais'd  thee  from  the  dead, 
(Quicken  my  mortal  frame. 

4  Still  let  me  live  thy  blood  to  mow, 

Which  purges  ev'ry  (lain  ; 

And  gladly  linger  out  below, 

A  few  more  years  in  pain. 

5  Spare  me.  till  I  my  ftrength  of  foul, 

Till  I  thy  love  retrieve  ; 
Till  faith  fhall  make  my  fpirit  whole, 
And  perfect  foundnefs  give. 

6  For  this  in  fteadfaft  hope  I  wait, 

Now  Loid,  my  foul  reftore  ; 
Now  the  new  heav'ns  and  earth  create, 
And  T  Oiall  fin  no  more. 

R   Y   M  N     LXXVI. 

OVE  divine,  all  loves  excelling, 
Joy  of  heav'n  to  earth  come  down  ; 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

Alt  thy  faithful  mercies  crown  ; 
Jefus    thou  art  all  companion, 

Pure  unbounded  love  thou  art  ; 
Vi  fit  ua  with  thy  Salvation, 
Enter  ev'ry  trembling  heart. 

2   Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  ev'ry  troubled  breaft  ! 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit. 

Let  us  find  that  fecor.d  reft  : 
Take  away  our  bent  of  finning, 

Alpha  and  Omega  be, 
End  of  faith  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 


AND     PP.AYER.  7D 

Come,  Almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  grace  receive, 
Suddenly  return,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave  ; 
Thee  we  would  he  always  bleffmg, 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hods  above, 
Pray  and  praife  thee  without  ceafing, 

Glory  in  thy  perfect  love. 

Finifli  then  thy  new  creation, 

Pure  and  fpotlefs  let  us  be  ; 
Let  us  fee  thy  great  falvation, 

Perfectly  relior'd  in  thee  ; 
Chang'd  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  beav'n  we  take  our  place, 
Till  we  call  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Loft  in  wonder,  love,  and  praife  1 

HYMN     LXXVII.     L.  M. 

OTHAT  my  load  of  fin  were  gone  ! 
O  that  I  could  at  lafl  fubmit, 
At  Jefu's  feet,  to  lay  it  down  ! 
To  lay  my  foul  at  Jefu's  feet  ! 

Reft  for  my  foul  I  long  to  find  : 
Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art. 

Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
A?nd  flamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  fin, 

And  fully  let  my  fpiritfree  ; 
I  cannot  reft,  till  pure  within, 

Till  I  am  whollv  loft  in  thee. 


•if)  SUPPLICATION 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God  ; 

Thy  light  and  eaiy  burden  prove, 
The  crefs,  all  ftain'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 
The  labour  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would  ;  but  thou  mud  give  the  pow'r  ; 

My  heart  from  ev'ry  fin  releafe; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

6  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  firmer  cheer, 

Nor  let  thy  chariot-wheels  delay  ; 
Appear  in  my  poor  heart,  appear  ; 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  away  ! 

HYMN     LXXVIII. 

1  T    IGHTof  life,  feraphic  fire, 

i  J  Love  divine,  thyfelf  impart ; 
Ev'ry  fainting  foul  infpire  ; 

Shine  in  ev'ry  drooping  heart  : 
Ev'ry  mournful  finner  cheer  ; 

Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom  : 
Son  of  God,  appear,  appear  1 

To  thy  human  temples  come. 

2  Come  in  this  accepted  hour  ; 

Bring  thy  heav'nly  kingdom  in  ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  pow'r, 

Rooting  out  the  feeds  of  fin  : 
Nothing  more  can  we  require  ; 

We  will  covet  nothing  lefs  ; 
Be  thou  all  our  hearts'  defire, 

All  our  joy,  and  all  our  peace. 


AND    PRAYER. 

HYMN     LXXIX. 

T    f^\  OD  of  all-redeeming  grace, 
vJX  By  thy  pard'ning  love  compell'd, 
Up  to  thee  our  fouls  we  raife, 

Up  to  thee  our  bodies  yield  ; 
Thou  our  facrifice  receive, 

Acceptable  through  thy  Son, 
While  to  thee  alone  we  live, 

While  we  die  to  thee  alone. 

2  Meet  it  is  andjuft  and  right, 

That  we  fliould  be  wholly  thine  ; 
In  thy  only  will  unite, 

In  thy  bleiled  feryice  join  : 
O  that  ev'ry  work  and  word, 

Might  proclaim  how  good  thou  art  ; 
Kolinefsj  unto  the  Lord, 

Still  be  wrote  upon  our  heart ! 

H  Y  M  N    LXXX.     C.  M. 

1  1  "    ET  him  to  whom  we  now  belong, 
JL-4  His  fov'reign  right  aflert  ; 
And  take  up  ev'ry  thankful  fong, 

And  ev'ry  loving  heart. 

2  He  juftjy  claims  us  for  his  own, 

Who  baught  us  with  a  price  ; 
The  clniilian  lives  to  Chrift  alone 
To  Chriil  alone  he  dies. 

3  Jefus,  thine  own  at  laft  receive, 

Fulfil  our  hearts*  defire  ; 

And  let  us  to  thy  glory  live, 

And  m  thy  caufe  expire* 


8'2  SUPPLICATION 

4  Our  fouls  and  bodies  we  refign  ; 
With  joy  we  render  thee 
Our  all.  no  longer  ours,  but  thin#, 
To  all  eternity. 

HYMN     LXXXI. 

1  T>  EHOLD  thy  fervant,  O  my  Lord  ! 
JD   I  v/ait  thy  guiding  eye  to  feel, 
To  hear  and  keep  thy  ev'ry  word, 

To  prove  and  do  thy  perfect  will  ; 
Joyful  from  my  own  works  to  ceafe, 
Glad  to  fulfil  all  righteoufnefs. 

2  Me,  if  thy  grace  voiichfafe  to  ufe/ 

Meaneft  of  all  thy  creatures,  me, 
The  deed,  the  time,  the  manner  chufe, 

Let  all  my  fruits  be  found  of  thee  : 
Let  all  my  works  in  thee  be  wrought, 
By  thee  to  full  perfe&ion  brought. 

3  My  ev'ry  weak,  though  good  defign, 

O'er-rule,  or  change,  as  feems  thee  meet 
Jefus,  let  all  my  work  be  thine  ; 

Thy  work,  O  Lord,  is  all  complete, 
And  pleafing  in  thy  Father's  fight  : 
Thou,  only,  halt  done  all  things  right. 

4  Here  then  to  thee  thine  own  I  leave, 

Mould  as  thou  wilt  thy  paffive  clay  ; 
But  let  me  all  thy  ftamp  receive, 

Bat  let  me  all  thy  words  obey  : 
Serve  with  a  Bugle  heart  and  eye, 
And  to  thy  glory  live  and  die. 


AND     PRAYER.  83 

HYMN     LXXXII. 

1  Tj^ATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
J?     One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celeftial  hoir, 

Let  thy  will   on  earth  be  done  ; 
Praife  by  all  to  thee  be  giv'n, 
Glorious  Lord  .of  earth  and  heav'n. 

2  If  fo  poor  a  worm  as  I 

May  to  thy  great  glory  live, 
All  my  actions  fan&ify, 

All  my  words  and  thoughts  receive, 
Claim  me  for  thy  fervice,  claim 
All  I  have  and  all  I  am. 

3  Take  my  foul  and  body's  pow'rs  ! 

Takd  my  mem'ry,  mind  and  will  ; 
All  my  goods,  and  all  my  hours, 

All  I  know,  and  all  I  feel ; 
All  I  think,  or  fpeak,  or  do  ; 
Take  my  heart  ;  but  make  it  new  ! 

4  Now,  O  God,  thine  own  I  am  : 

Now  I  give  thee  back  thine  own  ; 
Freedom,  friends,  and  heakh,  and  fame, 

Confecrate  to  thee-  alone  : 
Thine  I  live,  thrice  happy  I ; 
Happier  dill  if  thine  I  die  I 

5  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 

Gne  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celeflial  hoft, 

Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done  ; 
Praife  by  all  to  thee  be  giv'n, 
Qloricus  Lord  of  earth  and  heav'n* 


84  SUPPLICATION 

HYMN     LXXXIII.     S.  M. 

1  "TESUS,  my  truth,  my  way, 
^f    My  fure  unerring  light, 

On  thee  my  feeble  fteps  I  flay, 
Which  thou  wilt  guide  aright. 

2  My  wifdom  and  my  guide, 

My  counfellor  thou  art  : 
O  let  me  never  leave  thy  fide, 
Or  from  thy  paths  depart. 

3  I  lift  mine  eyes  to  thee, 

Thou  gracious  bleeding  Lamb, 
That  I  may  now  enlighten 'd  be, 
And  never  put  to  lhame. 

4  Never  will  I  remove 

Out  of  thy  hands  my  caufe, 
But  reft  in  thy  redeeming  love, 
And  hang  upon  thy  crofs. 

5  Teacb  me  the  happy  art, 

In  all  things  to  depend 

On  thee  :  O  never,  Lord,  depart, 

But  love  me  to  the  end. 

6  Still  ftir  me  up  to  ftrive 

With  thee  in  ftrength  divine  ; 
And  ev'ry  moment,  Lord,  revive 
This  fainting  foul  of  mine. 

7  Perfift  to  favemy  foul 

Throughout  the  u'ry  hour, 
Till  I  am  ev'ry  whit  made  whole, 
And  fliew  forth  all  thy  pow'r. 
S        Through  fire  and  water  bring 
Me  to  the  wealthy  place  j 


L( 


AKD    FRAYEU.  85 

And  teach  me  the  new  long  to  fmg, 
When  perfc died  in  grace  ! 

9  O  make  me  all  like  thee, 

Before  I  hence  remove  : 
Settle,  confirm,  eltablifh  me, 
And  build  me  up  in  love. 

10  Let  me  thy  witnefs  live, 

When  fin  is  all  deftroy'd  ; 
And  then  my  fpotlefs  foul  receive, 
And.  take  me  home  to  God. 

HYMN     LXXXIV.     S.  M. 
O,  in  thy  hand  I  lay, 
And  wait  thy  will  to  prov^ 
My  Potter,  (lamp  on  me,  thy  clay, 
Thine  only  flamp  of  love  : 
Be  this  my  whole  defire, 
I  know  that  it  is  thine  ; 
Then  kindle  in  my  foul  a  fire, 
Which  fhall  for  ever  mine. 
Thy  gracious  readinefs 
To  fave  mankind  affert : 
Thine  image,  love,  thy  name  imprefs, 
Thy  nature  on  my  heart ! 
Bowels  of  mercy,  hear, 
Into  my  foul  come  down  ; 
Let  it  throughout  my  life  appear, 
That  I  have  Chrift  put  orf. 
G  plant  in  me  thy  mind  ! 
O  fix  in  me  thy  home  ! 
Se  &all  I  cry  to  all  mankind, 
Come  to  the  waters,  coune  : 
H 


86  SUPPLICATION 

Jefus  is  full  of  grace  : 

To  all  his  bowels  move  ; 
Behold  in  rae,  ye  fallen  race. 
That  Gcrd  is  only  love  ! 

H  Y  M  N     LXXXV.     L.  M. 

1  /^1  REAT  God  indulge  my  humble  claim  ; 
VJ  Be  thou  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  reft  1 
Tke  glories  that  compofe  thy  name, 

Sta'nd  all  engag'd  to  make  me  blefl:. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  juft  and  wife, 

Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God  1 
And  I  am  thine  by  facred  ties, 

Thy  fon  and  fervant ;  bought  with  blood, 

3  With  heart,  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 

For  thee  1  long,  for  thee  I  look, 
As  travellers,  in  thirfty  lands, 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water-brook. 

4  Even  life  itfelf  without  thy  love, 

No  lading  pleafure  can  afford  ; 
Yea,  'twould  a  tirefome  burden  prove, 
If  I  were  banifli'd  from  thee,  Lord  I 

5  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raife  my  voice, 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praife  ; 
This  work  (hall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
Throughout  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

HYMN     LXXXVI.     L.  M. 

1    f^  THOU,  to  whofe  all-fearching  fight, 
\_S   The  darknefs  fhineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  tliee  ; 
O  burfl  thefe  bonds,  and  fet  it  free  1 


AND     PRAYER, 

2  Wafli  out  its  (rains,  refine  its  dro'fs. 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  crofs  1 
Hallow  each  thought  ;  let  ;H  within 
Be  clean,  as  th'ou,  my  Lord,  art  cles*n. 

3  If  in  this  darkfome  wild  I  ftfay, 
Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way  ; 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  fraud,  while  then,  my  God,  art  near, 

4  When  riGng  floods  my  foul  o'erfiow, 
When  finks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe, 
Jefus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raife  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart, 

5  Saviour,  where'er  thy  fteps  I  fee, 
Dauntlefs,uutir'd  I  follow  tkee  ; 
Olet  thy  hand  fupport  me  Rill, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill  '. 

6  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  ftrength  proportion  to  my  day  ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  cndp-iin  mall  ceafe, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy;  and  peace. 

HYMN     LXXXVII.     L.  M. 

1  TE5US,  thou  everlafling  King, 

^|    Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring, 
Accept  thy  well-defcrv'd  renown, 
And  wear  our  praifes  as  thy  crown. 

2  Letev'ry  act  of  wcruhip  be 

Like  our  efpoufals,  Lord,  to  thee  : 
Like  the  bleit  hour  when from  above 
$Ve  iirllrfl-ceiv'd  the  pledge  of  love. 


83  SUPPLICATION 

3  The  gladnefs  of  that  happy  day, 
O  may  it  ever,  ever  flay  ! 

Nor  let  our  faith  forfake  its  hold, 
Nor  hope  decline  nor  love  grow  Cold  j 

4  Each  following  minute  as  it  flies. 
Jncreafe  thy  praife,  improve  our  joys, 
Till  we  are  rais'd  to  fing  thy  name, 
At  the  great  f upper  of  the  Lamb. 

HYMN     LXXXVIII. 


1  /^OME,  Lord  from  above,  the  mountains 
\^>4  remove, 

O'ertUrn  all  that  hinders  the  courfe  of  thy  love  : 

My  bofom  infpire,  inkindle  the  fire, 

And  wrap  my  whole  foul  in  the  flames  of  defire. 

2  I  languifh  and  pine,  for  comfort  divine, 

0  when  (hall  I  fay,  "  my  beloved  is  mine, 

4i  I've  chofe  the  good  part,  my  portion  thou  art, 
"  Olove,  I  have  found  thee,  O  God,  in  my  heart!" 

3  For  this  my  heart  fighs,  nought  elfe  can  fuf- 

fice  :  [price  ? 

How,  Lord,  can  I  purchafe  the  pearl  of  great 
It  cannot  be  bought ;  thou  know'fr  I  have  nought-; 
No  action  or  word,  or  a  truly  good  thought : 

4  But  mercy  doth  fay,  tho'  poor,  yet  you  may 
Receive  it,  whoever  hath  nothing  to  pay  : 
On  Chrift,  who  relies,  with  no  other  price, 
The  pearl  of  forgivenefs  and  holinefs  buys. 

5  The  bleffing  is  free,  fo  Lord,  let  it  be  ; 

1  yield  that  thy  love  fliould  be  given  to  me  : 


AND    PRAYF.i!.  39 

I  freely  receive  ;  thou  freely  dolt,  give  ; 
1  yield  to  thy  love,  in  thine  Eden  to  live. 
The  gift  I  embrace,  the  giver  I  praife, 
Afcribing  falvation  to  Jefus's  grace  ; 
It  came  from  above,  the  foretafte  I  prove, 
And  foon  fhall  receive  all  thy  fulnefsof  love. 

HYMN     LXXXIX.     S.  M. 

AND  can  I  yet  delay 
My  little  all  to  give  ? 
To  tear  vny  foul  from  earth  away, 

For  Jefus  to  receive  ? 

Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield  ! 

I  can  hold  out  no  more  ; 
I  fink,  by  dying  love  coinpell'd, 

And  own  thee  conqueror  ! 

Though  late  I  all  forfake, 

My  friends,  my  all  refign  ; 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,,  O  take, 

AnU  feat  me  ever  thine  ! 

Come  and  polfefs  me  whole, 

Nor  hence  again  remove  : 
Settle  and  fix  ray  wav'ring  foul 

With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

My  one  defire  be  this, 

Thine  only  love  to  know  ; 
To  feek  and  talle  no  other  blifs, 

No  other  good  below: 

My  life,  my  portion  thou. 

Thou  all-fufrkient  art, 
My  hope,  my  heav'nly  treaftire,  now 

Enter  and  keep  my  heart  I 
H  2 


90  SUPPLICATION 

HYMN     XC. 

1  npHOU  Shepherd  of  IiYael  and  mine, 

JL    The  joy  and  defire  of  my  heart. 
For  clofcr  communion  I  pine, 

I  long  to  refide  where  thou  art ; 
The  pafture  I  languid)  to  find, 

Where  all  who  their  fhepherd  obey, 
Are  fed,  on  thy  bofom  reclin'd, 

And  fcrcen'd  lVom  the  heat  of  the  day. 

2  Ah  !    {hew  me  that  happieft  place, 

That  place  of  thy  people's  abode, 
Where  faints  in  an  exftacy  gaze, 

And  hang  on  a  merciful  God  : 
Thy  love  for  a  linner  declare, 

Thy  pailion  and  death  on  the  'ree  ; 
My  fpirit  to  Calvary  bear, 

To  fufferand  triumph  with  thee. 

3  'Tis  there  with  the  lambs  of  thy  flock, 

There  only  I  covet  to  reft  ; 
To  lie  at  the  foot  of  the  rock, 

Or  rife  to  be  hid  in  thy  breaft  : 
'lis  there  I  would  always  abide, 

And  never  a  moment  depart; 
Conceal'd  in  the  cleft  of  thy  fide, 

Eternally  held  in  thy  heart. 

HYMN     XCL     S.  M. 

1   •     TESUS,  my  Lord,  attend 
J|    Thy  feeble  creature's  cry : 
And  (hew  thyfelf  the  fmner's  friend, 
And  fet  me  upon  high  ; 


AND    PRAYER.  91 

From  bell's  opprefllve  pow'r 
My  draggling  foul  releafe  ; 
And  to  thy  Father's  grace  reftore  j 
And  to  thy  perfeft  peace. 

Thy  blood  and  righteoufnefs 
I  make  my  only  plea  : 
My  prefent  and  eternal  peace 

Are  both  deriv'd  from  thee  : 
Rivers  of  life  divine 

From  thee,  their  fountain,  flow  ; 
And  all  who  know  that  love  of  thine, 
The  joy  of  angels  know. 

Corse  then,  impute,  impart 
To  me  thy  righteoufnefs, 
And  let  me  tafte  how  good  thou  art, 
How  full  of  truth  aiftj  grace  :  , 
That  thou  canft  here  forgive, 
.  Grant  me  to  teftify, 
And  juflify'd,  by  faith  to  live, 
And  in  that  faith  to  die. 

H  Y  M  N     XCII.     C.  M. 

EING  of  beings,  God  of  love, 
To  thee  our  hearts  we  raife  ; 
Thy  ail-fuftaining  power  we  prove, 
And  gladly  fmg  thy  praife. 

2  Thine,  wholly  thine,  we  pant  to  be, 

Our  facrifice  receive  ; 
Made,  and  preferv'd  and  fav'd  by  thee, 
To  thee  our  fouls  we  give. 

3  Heav'n-war-d  our  ev'ry  wifti  afpires, 

For  all  thy  mercy's  itore  : 


1*2  SUPPLICATION 

The  fole  return  thy  love  require.?. 
Is  that  Ave  aik  for  more. 

4  For  more  we  alk :   we  open  then 

Our  hearts  t'  embrace  thy  will  : 
Turn  and  beget  us,  LofiJ,  again  ; 
With  all  thy  fulnefs  fit{. 

5  Gome,  Holy  Ghoir,  the  Saviour's  love 

Shed  in  our  hearts  abroad! 

So  flail  we  ever  live  and  move, 

And  be  with  Gnrift  in  God. 

HYMN     XGIII.     C.  M. 

1  r  "\  SUN  of  RLhteoufnefs,  arife 
V-/  With  healing  in  thy  wing  1 
To  my  difeas'd  my  fainting  foul^ 

Life  and  falvation  bring. 

2  Thefe  clouds  of  pride  and  Qn  difpel, 

By  thy  all-piercing  beam  ; 
Lighten  mine  eyes  with  Faith,  my  heart 

With  holy  hope  inflame. 

3  My  mind  by  thy  all-quick'ning  powar 

From  low  defires  fetfree  ; 
Unite  my  fcatter'd  thoughts,  and  fix 
My  love  entire  on  thee. 

4  Father,  thy  long-loft  fon  receive  : 

Saviour,  thy  purchafe  own  ; 
Bled  Comforter,  with  peace  and  joy 
Thy  new-made  creature  crown. 

5  Eternal,  undivided  Lord, 

Co-equal.  One  in  Three, 
On  thee  all  faith,  all  hope  be  phe'd. 
All  love  be  paid  to  thee. 


AMD    PRAYER.  S3 

HYMN     XCIV. 

i    QON  of  God,  thy  bleffing  grant, 
k3  Still  fupply  our  ev'ry  want  \ 
Tree  of  life,  influence  filed, 
With  thy  fap  my  fpirit  feed. 

2  Tend' reft  branch,  alas  !  am  I, 
Without  thee  (hall  droop  and  die, 
Weak  as  helplefs  infancy  ; 
O  confirm  my  foul  in  thee. 

S   Unfuftain'd  by  thee,  I  fall  ; 
Send  the  help  for  which  I  call  ; 
Weaker  than  a  brnifed  reed, 
Help  I  ev'ry  moment  need. 

4  All  my  hopes  on  thee  depend  ; 
Love  me,  lave  me,  to  the  end  ; 
Give  me  the  continuing  grace, 
Take  the  everlailing  praife. 

H  Y.  M  N     XCV. 

•1    1  "    ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
I  a  At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 
O!  do  not  our  fuitdifdain, 
Shall  we  feek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  fouls  depend, 
In  compaiTion  nowdefcend: 
Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  ling  thy  praife. 

2  In  thine,  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  feek  thee,  here  we  flay  ; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  bleffing  thou  bellow. 


(Ji  SUPPLICATION 

4  Send  fome  me'ffag'e  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  falvation  to  each  heart. 

5  Comfort  thofe  who  weep  and  mourn, 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 

Thofe  that  are  cafl  down,  lift  up  ; 
Make  them  ftrong-  in  faith  and  hope, 

6  Grant  that  all  may  feek,  and  find 
Thee  a  gracious  God,  and  kind  : 
Heal  the  tick,  the  captive  free  ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

HYMN     XCVI. 

1  pOME,  thou  Almighty  King, 
V_>4    Help  us  thy  name  to  fing, 

Help  us  to  prarfe  ! 
father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come,  and  reign  ov-er  us, 
Ancient  of  days. 

2  Jefus,  our  Lord,  a' rife, 
Scatter  our  enemies, 

And  make  them  fall  ! 
Let  thine  almighty  aid., 
Our  fore  defence  be  made, 
Our  fouls  on  thee  he  itay'd  ; 

Lord  hear  our  call. 

3  Come,  thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  fword, 

Our  pray *r  attend  ; 


AND     PRAYER.  9£> 

Come,  and  thy  people  blefs, 
And  give  thy  word  fuccefs  ; 
Spirit  of  holinefs, 

On  us  deicend. 

4  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  facred  witiiefs  bear 

In  this  glad  hour  ; 
Thou  who  almighty  art, 
Now  role  in  ev'ry  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  pow'r. 

5  To  the  great  One  in  Three 
Eternal  praifes  be, 

Hence — evermore ! 
His  fov'reign  Majefty 
IVIay  we  in  glory  fee, 
And  to  eternity? 

Love  and  adore. 

H  Y  M  N     XCVIT. 

1  TTOW  tedious  and  reliefs  the  hours, 
XjL  When  Jefus  no  longer  I  fee  ; 

Sweet  proipects,  iweet  birds  and  fweet  flow'rs, 
Have  all  loft  their  fweetnefs  to  me  : 

The  mid-fumrjer  fun  fhihes  but  dim, 
The  iields  drive  in  vain  to  look  gay  ; 

But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 
December's  as  pltafant  as  May. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richeft  perfume, 

And  fweeter  than  mufic  his  voice  ; 
His  prefence  difperfes  my  gloom, 
And  mrakss  all  within  me  rejoice: 


§S  SUPFLI.CATICX 

I  fhould,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 
Have  nothing  to  wifli  or  to  fear  ; 

No  mortal  fo  happy  as  I, 

My  iummer  would  laft  all  the  year. 

3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  to  his  pleafure  refign'd  ; 
No  changes  of  feafon  or  place 

Weald  make  any  change  in  my  mind.j 
While  blefs'd  with  a  fenfe  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear ; 
And  prifons  would  palaces  prove, 

If  Jefus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  thou  aft  my  fun  and  my  long  ; 
Say,  why  do  I  languifli  and  pine  ? 

And  why  are  my  winters  fo  long  ? 
O  drive  thefe  dark  clouds  from  my  Iky, 

Thy  foul-cheering  prefence  reflore  ; 
Or  take  me  to  thee  up  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

HYMN     XGVIII. 

1  /^OME,  thou  fount  of  ev'ry  blefiingj 
V>i  Tune  my  heart  to  fing  thy  grace  I 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceafing, 

Gall  for  fongs  of  loudeft  praife  ; 
Teach  me  fome  melodious  fonnet, 

Sung  by  flaming  tougues  above  ; 
Praife  the  mount — I'm  fix'd  upon  it  : 

Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love  ! 

2  Here  I'll  raife  mine  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come  ; 


AND    PRAYER.  97 

And  I  hope  by  thy  good  pleafurc, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home  : 
Jefus  fought  me  when  a  ftranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
He,  to  refcue  me  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  his  precious  blood  ! 
3  O  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  conftrain'd  to  be  ! 
Let  thy  goodnefs  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee  ; 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it ; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 
Here's  rny  heart,  O  take  and  feal  it  ; 

Seal  it  for-  thy  courts  above. 

HYMN     XCIX.     L.  M. 

1  JESUS,  from  whom  all  bleffings  flow, 

Great  builder  of  thy  church  below, 
If  now  thy  Spirit  moves  my  bread, 
Hear  and  fulfil  thine  own  requeft. 

2  The  few  that  truly  call  thee  Lord, 
And  wait  thy  fan&ifying  word, 
And  thee  their  utmofr.  Saviour  own? 
Unite  and  perfect  them  in  one. 

3  O  let  them  all  thy  mind  exprefs, 
Stand  forth  thy  chofen  witnefles  5 
Thy  pow'runto  falvation  mow, 
And  perfect  holinefs  below. 

4  In  them. let  all  mankind  behold, 
HowChriftiansliv'd  in  days  of  old; 
Mighty  their  envious  foes  to  move, 
A  proverb  of  reproach — and  love. 

I 


9'8  SUPPLICATION 

5  O  might  my  lot  be  caft  with  thefe, 
The  leall  of  Jefifs  witnefles  ! 

O  that  my  Lord  would  count  me  meet 
To  warn  his  dear  difciples'  feet  ! 

6  This  only  thing  do  I  require  ; 

Thou  know'ft  'tis  all  my  heart's  defire, 
Freely  what  I  receive  to  give. 
The  fervant  of  thy  church  to  live  ; 

7  After  my  lowly  Lord  to  go, 
And  wait  upon  thy  faints  below, 
Enjoy  the  grace  to  angels  giv'n, 
And  ferve  the  royal  heirs  of  heav'n. 

8  Lord,  if  I  now  thy  drawings  feel, 
And  afk  according  to  thy  will  ; 
Confirm  the  pray'r,  the  leal  impart. 
And  fpeak  the  anfwer  to  my  heart. 

9  Tell  me,  or  thou  {halt  never  go, 

"  Thy  pray'r  is  heard  ;   it  fhall  be  fu  :" 
The  words  have  pafs'd  thy  lips,  and  I 
Shall  with  thy  people  live  and  die. 

HYMN     C. 

1  i,1  VER  fainting  with  defire, 
V  4   For  thee,  O  Chrift,  I  call  ! 

Thee  I  rettlefsly  require, 

I  want  my  God,  my  All  ; 
Jefus,  dear  redeeming  Lord, 

I  wait  thy  coming  from  above, 
Help  me,  Saviour,  fpeak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  tn  love. 

2  Wilt  thou  fufFer  me  to  go 

Lamenting  all  my  days? 


AND     PRAYKK. 

Slmll  I  never,  never  know 

Thy  fan&ifying  grace  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  the  light  afford, 

The  darkr.fi*,;  from  my  foul  remove  ? 
Kelp  me,  Saviour,  fpeak  the  word, 

And  per  feci  me  in  love. 

3  Lord,  if  I  on  thee  believe, 

The  i  e  c  o  n  d  g  i  ft  i  m  p  a  r  t  ; 
With  th'  indwelling  Soirit  give 

A  new,  a  contrite  beari  t  ■; 
If  with  love  thy  heart  is  ftor'd, 

If  now  o'er  me  thy  bowels  move, 
Help  me,  Saviour,  fpeak  the  wcid, 

AndperfecT:  me  in  low.. 

4  Let  me  gain  my  calling's  hope*, 

O  make  the  (inner  clean  1 
Dry  corrnptSrin's  fountain  up, 

Cut  off  th'  entail  of  frrl  : 
Take  me  into  thee,  my  Lord, 

And  I  fhall  then  no  longer  rrve  : 
Help  me.  Savioufj  fpeak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

5  Thou,  my  life,  my  treafui-e  be, 

My  portion  here  below  ! 
N  o  t h i  n g  w  o  u  1  d  I  I V  e  k  hut  thee, 

Thee  only  would  I  know  : 
My  exceeding  great  reward, 

My  li>av'ri  oij  earth,,  my  heav'n  above  •. 
Kelp  me,  Saviour,  fpeak  the  word, 

And  perf-ct  me  in  love. 

6  Grant  me  now  the  blifs  to  feel 

Of  thole  that  are  in  thee  ; 


10Q  SUPPLICATION 

Son  of  God  thyfelf  reveal, 

Engrave  thy  name  in  me  ; 
As  in  heav'n  be  here  ador'd, 

And  let  me  now  the  promife  prove  ; 
Help  me,  Saviour,  fpeak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

HYMN     CI.     C.  M. 

1  "T\  /TY  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine, 
J_VlL   And  will  not  quit  my  claim, 
Till  all  I  have  is  loft  in  thine, 

And  all  renew'd  I  am. 

2  I  hold  thee  with  a  trembling  hand, 

And  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  ftead&ftly  by  faith  I  ftand, 
And  all  thygoodnefs  know. 

3  Jcfus,  thine  all-vi&orious  love 

Shed  in  nfy  heart  abroad  1 
Then  (hall  my  feet  no  longer  rove, 
Rooted  and  fix'd  in  God. 

4  O  that  in  me  the  facred  fire 

Might  now  begin  to  glow  ! 
Burn  up  the  drofs  of  bale  defire, 
And  make  the  mountains  flow  ! 

5  Othat  it  now  from  heav'n  might  fall, 

And  all  my  fins  confume  : 
Come,  Holy  Ghoft,  for  tliee  I  call, 
Spirit  of  burning,  come. 

6  Refining  fire  go  through  my  heart, 

Illuminate  my  foul  : 
Scatter  thy  life  through  ev'ry  part, 
And  fancYify  the  whole. 


AND     PRAYER.  IGl 

T   Sorrow  and  lin  (hall  then  expivc^ 
When  enter'd  into  reft  : 
I  only  live  my  God  t'  admire, 
My  God  forever  bl-  !:. 

8   My  Read  Fa  ft  foul  from  fafivng  free, 
Sh.dl  then  no  longer  move  ; 
But  Chrift  be  all  the  world  to  me, 
And  all  my  heart  be  love. 

H  Y   M  N     CII. 

1  T"?T7"HAT  now  is  my  object  and  aim  ? 

\  V      Wh.it  now  is  my  hope  and  defire  ? 
To  follow  the  heavenly  Lamb, 
And  after  his  nonage  afpi're  : 

My  hope  is  allcenter'd  in  thee  ; 

I  tru it.  to  recover  thv  love  ; 
On  earth  thy  fttvatiofi  to  fee, 

And  then  to  enjoy  thee  above. 

2  I  third  for  the  life-giving  Word  : 

My  Lord,  who  on  Calvary  dy'd  ; 
A  fountain  of  water  and  blood, 

Which  gufh'clfro.m  Immanuel's  fide  ! 
I  gafp  for  the  flrearn  of  thy  love, 

The  fpirit  of  rapture  unknown; 
And  then  to  re-drink  it  above, 

Eternally  frefti  from  the  throne. 

HYMN     CIII. 

idlefs  love  to  me, 
reach,  no  tongue  declare  : 
O  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there  ! 

i  2 


JESUS,  thy  bourn 
No  thought  can 


102  SUPPLICATION 

Thine  wholly,  thine  alone  I  am  ; 
Be  thou  alone  my  conftant  flame  ! 

2  O  grant  that  nothing  in  my  foul 

May  dwell,  but  thy  pure  love  alone  ! 
O  may  thy  love  po fiefs  me  whole  ! 

My  joy,  my  treafure,  and  my  crown  : 
Strange  flames  far  from  my  heart  remove  ; 
Myev'ry  ad,  word,  thought,  be  love. 

3  O  love,  how  cheering  is  thy  ray  ! 

All  pain  before  thy  prefence  flies  ; 
Care  anguifh,  forrow,  melt  away, 

Where'er  thy  healing  beams  arife  ; 
O  Jefus,  nothing  may  I  fee, 
Nothing  defire  or  feek  but  thee  1 

4  Unweary'd,  may  I  this  purfue, 

Dauntlefs  to  the  high  prize  afpire  ; 
Hourly  within  my  foul  renew- 

This  holy  flame,  this  heav'nly  fire  : 
And  day  and  night  be  all  my  care, 
To  guard  this  facred  treafure  there. 

5  O  that  I,  as  a  little  child, 

May  follow  thee,  and  never  reft, 
Till  fweetly  thou  haft  breath'd  thy  mild 

And  lowly  mind  into  my  breaft  ! 
Nor  ever  may  we  parted  be, 
Till  I  become  one  fpir't  with  thee. 

6  Still  let  thy  love  point  out  my  way  ; 

How  wond'rous  things  thy  love  hath  wrought ! 
Still  lead  me,  left  I  go  aftray  ; 
Direct  my  word,  infpire  my  thought  j 


AND    PRAYER.  103 

And  if  I  fall,  foon  may  I  hear 

Thy  voice,  and  know  that  love  is  near. 

7  In  furl* 'ring  be  thy  love  my  peace, 
In  weaknefs  be  thy  love  my  pow'r, 
And  when  the  ftorms  of  life  fhall  ceafe, 

Jefus,  in  that  important  hour, 
In  death  as  life,  be  thou  my  guide, 
And  fave  me,  who  for  me  haft  dy'd  I 

H  Y  M  N     CIV.    L.  M. 

1  TTOLY,  and  true,  and  righteous  Lord, 
.jLA  I  wait  to  prove  thy  perfect  will  ; 
Be  mindful  of  thy  gracious  word, 

And  (tamp  me  with  thy  Spirit's  feal  : 

2  Open  my  faith's  interior  eye  : 

Difplay  thy  glory  from  above  ; 
And  all  I  am  fliall  fink  and  die, 
Loft  in  aftonifhment  and  love  ! 

3  Confound,  o'erpow'r  me  by  thy  grace  : 

I  would  be  by  myfelf  abhorr'd  ; 
All  might,  all  majefty,  all  praife, 
All  glory  be  to  Chrift  my  Lord  ! 

4  Now  let  me  gain  perfection's  height  ; 

Now  let  me  into  nothing  fall, 
As  lefs  than  nothing  in  my  fight, 
And  feel  that  Chrift  is  all  in  all  ! 

HYMN     CV. 

1    O  AVIOUR  of  the  fm-fick  foul, 
kl/  Give  me  faith  to  make  me  whole  ; 
Finifli  thy  great  work  of  grace  ! 
Cut  it  fhort  in  righteoufnefs. 


lOt  fcUPPLlCATICV 

$   Speak  the  ftccnd  time,  "  Be  clean  1" 
Take  away  my  in  bred  Gil  ; 
1.'    'y  Rumbling  block  remove  ; 
Call  it  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  Nothing  lefswtll  I  require. 
Nothing  more  can  Idefire  : 

I  it  Ghrift  to  me  be  giv'n  ; 

None  but  Ghrift  in  earth  and  heav'n. 

4  O  that  i  might  now  decreafe  ! 
O  that  all  I  am  might  ceafe  ! 
Let  me  into  nothing  fall  ! 
Lei  my  Lord  be  all  in  all! 

H   Y  M  N     CVI.     C.   M. 

OP  D,  I  believe  a  red  remains 
To  all  thy  people  known  : 
A  reft  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns  ; 
And  thoil  art  lov'd  alone. 

*   A  reft  where  all  our  foul's  clefire 
Is  fix'd  on  things  above  ; 
Where  fear,  and  fin,  and  grief  expire, 
Call  cut  by  perfect  love. 

3  O  that  I  now  the  reft  might  know, 

1)  i'n-ve  and  enter  in  ! 
Kow.  Saviu'ur,  now  the  pov'r  beftow, 
Arid  let  me  ceale  from  fin. 

4  Remove  this  hardnefs  from  my  heart, 

This  unbelief  remove  ; 
To  me  the  reft  of  i'.iith  impart, 
The  fabbath  of  thy  love. 


AND     PRAYER.  105 

5  I  would  be  thine,  thou  know'ft  I  would, 

And  have  thee  all  my  own  ; 
Thee,  O  my  all-fufficient  good, 
I  want,  and  thee  alone. 

6  Thy  name  to  me,  thy  nature  grant  ! 

This  only  this,  be  giv'n  ; 
Nothing  befide  my  God  I  want, 
Nothing  in  earth  or  heav'n. 

7  Come,  O  my  Saviour,  come  away, 

Into  my  foul  defcend  ! 
No  longer  from  thy  creature  ftay, 
My  author  and  my  end  ! 

&  Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
And  feal  me  thine  abode  ; 
Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  loft, 
Let  all  be  loft  in  God  ! 

HYMN     CVII.     C.  M. 

!    /^V  JOYFUL  found  of  gofpel-gracc, 
\J  Chfift  mail  in  me  appear  ! 
I,  even  I-mall  fee  his  face  j 
I  fnall  be  holy  here. 

2  The  glorious  crown  of  righteoufnefs 

To  me  reach'd  out  I  view  ; 
Conqu'ror  through  him,  I  foon  fhall  feize 
And  wear  it  as  my  due. 

3  The  prorais'd  land  from  Pifgah's  top 

I  now  exult  to  fee  ; 
My  hope  is  full  (O  glorious  hope) 
Of  immortality  ! 
•4   He  vifits  now  this  houfe  of  clay  ; 
He  fhakes  his  future  home  : 


105  SUPPLICATION 

O  would' [1  thou,  Lord,  in  this  glid  day, 
Into  thy  temple  come. 

5  With  me,  I  kftd'w,  I  feel  thou  art, 

But  this  cannot  iVfhce, 
Unlefs  thou  planted  in  my  heart 
A  ctfnftant  p^radiie. 

6  My  earth  thou  wat'reft  from  on  high, 

But  make  it  all  a  pool  : 
Spring  up,  0  well,  I  ever  cry, 
Spring  up  within  my  foul. 

7  Come,  O  my  God,  thyielf  reveal  ! 

Fill  all  this  mighty  void: 
Thou  only  canft  my  fpirit  {ill  ; 
Come,  O  my  God,  my  Cod  ! 

8  Fulfil,  fulfil  my  large  defires, 

Large  as  infinity  : 
Gi\e,  give  me  all  my  foul  require*, 
All,  all  that  is  in  tnee  ! 

H  Y  M  N     CVIIT.     C.  Ml 

1  JESUS  hath  dy'd  that  I  might  live, 
J     Might  live  to  God  alone  ; 

Li  him  eternal  life  receive, 
And  be  in  fpirit  one. 

2  Saviour,  I  thank  thee  for  thy  grace, 

Trie  gift  unfpeakaole  ; 
And  wait  with  arms  of  faith  t'  embrace, 
And  all  thy  love  to  feel. 

3  My  foul  breaks  out  in  flrong  cleliic, 

The  perfect  blifs  to  prove  ; 
My  longing  heart  is  all  on  fire, 
To  be  diffoly'd  in  love. 


AXt>    PRAYER.  107 

4  Give  me  thyfelf,  from  ev'ry  boaft, 

From  ev'iy  fin  let  free  ; 

Let  all  I  am   in  thee  be  Ipft, 

But  give  thyfelf  to  me. 

5  Thy  gifts,  alas',  cannot  fufEce, 

Unlefs  thyfelf  be  giv'n  ; 
Thy  prefence  makes  my  paradife, 
And  where  thou  art  is  heav'n. 

HYMN     CIX. 

1  t  |  ^HOU  great  myfterious  God  unknown, 

JL     Whofc  love  hath  gently  led  me  on, 
Ev'n  from  mi©e  infant  days  ; 

Mine  inmoft  foul  expofe  to  view, 

And  tell  me  if  I  never  knew, 
Thy  juftifying  grace. 

2  If  I  have  only  known  thy  f^ar, 
And  follow 'd  with  a  heart  fmcere, 

Thy  drawing  from  above  ; 
Now,  now  thi  farther  grace  beftow, 
And  let  my  fprinkled  confcience  know, 
Thy  fweet  forgiving  love. 

3  Short  of  thy  love  I  would  not  flop, 
A  ftranger  to  the  gofpel  hope, 

The  fenfe  of  tin  forgiv'n  : 
I  would  not,  Lord,  my  foul  deceive, 
Without  the  inward  witnefs  live, 

That  antepaft  of  heav'n. 

4  If  now  the  witnefs,  were  in  me, 
Would  he  not  teftify  of  thee, 

In  Jefus  reconcil'd  ? 


108  SUPPLICATION 

And  fhould  I  not  with  faith  draw  nighy 
And  boldly,  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
I  know  myfelf  thy  child  ? 

5  Ah  !  never  let  thy  fervant  reft, 
Till  of  my  part  in  Chrift  poffefs'd, 

I  on  thy  mercy  feed  : 
Unworthy  of  the  crumbs  that  fall, 
Yet  rais'd  by  him  who  dy'd  for  all, 

To  eat  the  children's  bread. 

6  Whate'er  obftrucls  thy  pard'ning  love, 
Or  fin,  or  righteoufnefs,  remove, 

Thy  glory  to  difplay  : 
Mine  heart  of  unbelief  convince, 
And  now  abfolve  me  from  my  lins, 

And  take  them  all  away. 

HYMN     CX.     L.  M. 

1  *"|\  /FY  hope,  my  All,  my  Saviour  thou, 
xV-L  To  thee,  lo  !  now  my  foul  I  bow  : 
I  feel  the  blifs  thy  wounds  impart, 

I  find  thee,  Saviour,  in  my  heart. 

2  Be  thou  my  ftrength,  be  thou  my  way, 
Protect  me  through  my  life's  fhortday; 
In  all  my  a£ls  may  wifdom  guide, 
And  keep  me,  Saviour,  near  thy  fide. 

3  Correct,  reprove,  and  comfort  me  ; 
As  I  have  need,  my  Saviour  be  : 
And  if  I  would  from  thee  depart, 
Then  clafp  me,  Saviour,  to  thy  heart. 

4  In  fierce  temptation's  darkeft  hour, 
Save  rne  from  iinand  Satan's  pow'r; 


AND    PRAYF.li.  109 

Tear  ev'ry  idol  from  thy  throne, 
And  reign,  my  Saviour — reign  alone. 
5   My  fuff'ring  time  (hall  loon  be  o'er, 
Then  fliall  I  (igh  and  weep  no  more  : 
My  ranfom'd  foul  mall  foar  away, 
To  fing  thy  praile  in  endlefs  day. 

HYMN     CXI.     C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  the  all-fuftaining-  Word, 
^1    My  fallen  fpirit's  hope. 
After  thy  lovely  likenefs,  Lord, 

O  when  mall  I  wake  up  ? 

2  Thou,  O  my  God,  thou  only  art 

The  life,  the  truth,  the  way  ; 
Quicken  my  foul,  inftrudl  my  heart, 
My  finking  footfteps  ftay. 

3  Of  all  thou  haft  in  earth  below, 

In  heav'n  above  to  give, 
Give  me  thine  only  felf  to  know, 
In  thee  to  walk  and  live. 

4  Fill  me  with  all  the  life  of  love, 

In  myftic  union  join 
Me  to  thyfelf,  and  let  me  prove 
The  feilowlhip  divine. 

5  Open  the  intercourfe  between 

My  longing  foul  and  thee, 
Never  to  be  broke  off  again 
Through  all  eternity. 

HYMN     CXII.    C.  M. 
1    TTOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below? 
JLx  How  falfe,  and  yet  how  fair  ! 
K 


110  SUPPLICATION 

Each  pleafure  hath  its  poifon  too, 
And  ev'ry  fwect  a  fnare. 

2  Thebrighteft  things  below  the  iky 

Give  but  a  flatt'ring  light  ; 
We  fhould  fufpe&  feme  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  poflefs  delight. 

3  Our  deareft  joys  and  neareft  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God  ! 

4  The  fondnefs  of  a  creature's  love, 

How  ftrong  it  ftrikes  the  fenfe  ! 
Thither  the  warm  affections  meve, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  foul's  eternal  food  ; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 

HYMN     GXIII.     L.  M. 

1  "V  T  THEN,  gracious  Lord,  when  {hall  it  be,. 

V  V     That  I  mall  find  my  all  in  thee  I 
The  fulnefs  of  thy  promife  prove, 
The  feal  of  thine  eternal  love  ? 

2  A  poor  blind  child  I  wander  here, 
If  haply  I  may  feel  thee  near  : 

O  dark  !  dark  1  dark  !  I  ftill  mud  fay, 
Amidft  the  blaze  of  gofpel-day« 

3  Thee,  only  thee,  I  fain  would  find, 
And  eaft  the  world  and  fin  behind  : 
Thou,  only  thou,  to  me  be  giv'n 
Of  all  thou  haft  in  earth  or  heav'H. 


AND    PRAYER. 


Ill 


4  When  from  the  arm  of  flefh  fet  free, 
Jefus,  my  foul  mail  fly  to  thee  : 
Jefus,  when  I  have  loll  my  all, 
I  fhall  upon  thy  bofom  fall. 

HYMN     CXIV.     L.  M. 
1   T  T  7  Horn  man  forfakes  thou  wilt  not  leave, 
V  V     Ready  the  outcafts  to  receive  j 
Though  all  my  fimplenefs  I  own, 
And  all  my  faults  to  thee  are  known. 

3  Ah  1  Wherefore  did  I  ever  doubt  ? 
Thou  wilt  in  no  wife  caft  me  out, 
An  helplefs  foul  that  comes  to  thee, 
With  only  fin  and  mifery. 

3  Lord,  lam  lick,  my  ficknefs  cure  : 
I  want,  do,  thou  enrich  the  poor  ; 
Under  thy  mighty  hand  I  ftoop  : 
O  lift  the  abject  finner  up  1 

.4   Lord,  I  am  blind,  be  thou  my  fight  : 
Lord,  I  am  weak,  be  thou  my  might  \ 
A  helper  of  the  helplefs  be, 

I    And  Jet  me  find  my  all  in  thee  1 

HYMN     CXV,     C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  Redeemer  of  mankind, 

Difplay  thy  faving  pow'r  ; 
Thy  mercy  let  thefe  out-cafts  find, 
And  know  their  gracious  hour. 

2  Ah  !  give  them.  Lord,  a  longer  fpace, 

Nor  fuddenly  confume  ; 
But  let  them  take  the  proffer'd  grace, 
And-flee  the  wrath  to  come. 


1  12  SUPPLICATION 

3  O  woulclTt  thou  caft  a  pitying  look, 

All  goodneffi  as  thou  art, 
Like  that  v.  hich  faithlefs  Peter's  broke, 
On  each  obdurate  heart  ! 

4  Who  thee  beneath  their  feet  have  trod, 

And  crucify 'd  afiefh, 
Touch  with  thine  all-victorious  blood, 
And  turn  the  ftcne  to  flefh. 

5  Open  their  eves,  thy  crofs  to  fee  : 

Their  ears,   to  hear  thy  cries  : 
Sinner,   thy  Saviour  weeps  for  thee, 
For  thee  he  weeps  and  dies  ! 

6  All  the  day  long  he  meekly  Hands, 

His  rebels  to  receive, 
And  fhews  his  wounds,  and  fpreads  his  hands, 
And  bids  you  turn  and  live. 

7  T.'.rn,   and  your  fins   of  deepen:  die, 

He  will  with  blood  efface  ; 
Ev'n  now  he  waits  the  blood  t'  apply  ; 
Be  fav'd,  be  fav'd  by  grace  ! 

S   Be  fav'd  from  hell,  from  fin  and  fear; 
He  fpeaks,  you  now  forgiv'n  ; 
Walk  v  ith  your  God,  be  perfect  here, 
And  then  come  up  to  heav'n. 

HYMN     CXVI. 
GOD  of  good,  th'  unfathomV.  fea, 
Who  would  not  give  his  heart  to  thee  ? 
Who  would  not  love  thee  with  his  might? 
()  Jefus,   lover  of  mankind  ! 
Who  would  not  his  whole  foul  and  mind, 
With  all  his  ftrength  to  thee  unite  i 


AND    PRAYER.  11,3 

2  Thou  fhin'ft  with  everlafting  rays  ; 
Before  th'  unfufferable  blaze, 

Angels  with  both  wings  veil  their  eyes  : 
Yet  free  as  air  thy  bounty  dreams 
On  all  thy  works  :  thy  mercy's  beams, 

DifFufive  as  the  fun's,  arife. 

3  Aftonith'd  at  thy  frowning  brow, 

Earth,  hell,  and  heav'n's  ftrong  pillars  bow, 

Terrible  majefty  is  thine  1 
Who  then  can  that  vaft  love  exprefs, 
Which  bows  thee  down  to  me,  who  lefs 

Than  nothing  am,  till  thou  art  mine  I 

4  High  thron'd  on  heav'n's  eternal  hill, 
In  number,  weight,  and  meafure  ft  ill, 

Thou  fweetly  order'ft  all  that  is  : 
And  yet  thou  deign'ftto  come  to  me, 
And  guide  my  flep3,  that  I  with  thee 

Enthron'd  may  reign  in  endlefs  blifs. 

HYMN     CXVII. 

1  /^V  JESUS,  my  reft,  the  firmer  is  bleft. 
V>r   That  cometh  to  thee  to  be  hid  in  thy 

breail ! 

2  I  come  at  thy  call,  before  thee  I  fall, 

And  own  and  confefs  thee  my  God  and  my  AU. 

5  Thou'rt  Mary's  good  part,  and  needful  thou  art, 
The  choice  of  my  foul,  and  the  joy  of  my  heart, 

4   My  comfort  and  ftay,  my  life  and  my  way,. 
My  crown  of  rejoicing  in  that  happy  day. 
K  2 


1  1-4  fcUPPLlCATf-OW 

5  Health,  pardon,  and  peace,  in  thee  I  pofiefs  ; 
What  more  can  I  have?  I  will  have  nothing  Ids. 

6  1  Hand  in  thy  might  ;  1  walk  in  thy  light  ; 
All  heaven  I  claim  in  thy  God-giving  right. 

II  Y  M  N     CXVIII.     C.  M. 

Breathing  after  the  Hohj  Spirit. 

1  pOME,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 
V_>4    With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs  ; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  facred  love 

In  thefe  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  thefe  earthly  toys  ; 
Our  fouls  how  heavily  they  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys  I 

Sin  vain  we  tune  our  formal  fongs, 
\\-\  vain  we  llrive  to  rife  ; 
Iloiannas  ianguilhon  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Father,   (Hal!  we  then  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rat:-  ? 
Our  love  lb  faint,  fo  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  fo  great  ? 

5  Come,   Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 

With,  all  thy  quick'ning  power's; 
Come,   filed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  fliall  kindle  ours. 

H  Y  M  N     CXIX.     G.  M. 
V     'tiagfot-  the  Spirit  of  adoption* 
)      f%    LL  glory  to  the  dying  LaniUi 
jljL  And  ne'ver-ccafing:  praiGe ; 


at;d   prayer, 


113 


While  angels  live  to  know  thy  name, 
Or  men  to  feel  thy  grace. 

2   With  this  cold  Irony  heart  of  mine, 
Jefus,  to  thee  I  flee  ! 
And  to  thy  grace  my  foul  refign, 
To  be  renew'd  by  thee. 

5   Give  me  to  hide  my  blu  filing  face, 
While  thy  dear  crofs  appears  ; 
DilTolve  my  heart  in  thankfulnefs, 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

4  O  may  the  uncerrupted  feed 

Abide  and  reign  within  ; 
And  thy  life-giving  word  forbid 
My  new-born  foul  to  fin. 

5  Father,   I  wait  before  thy  throne  ; 

Call  me  a  child  of  thine  ! 
Send  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 
To  form  my  heart  divine. 

6  There  fhed  thy  promis'd  love  abroad, 

And  make  my  comfort  ftrong  : 
Then  (hall  I  fay,  "  My  Father  Gcd  1 


With 

II  Y  M  N 


CXX.     C.  M, 


1  T^ATHER,  I  flretch  my  hands  to  thee 

I '     No  other  help  I  know  : 
If  thou  withdraw  thyfelf  from  me, 
Ah,  whither  fhail  I  go? 

2  What  did  thine  only  Son  endure, 

Before  I  drew  my  breath  ! 
What  pain,   what  lib  pur  to  fecure 

My  foul  from  endlefs  death4.  * 


116  SUPPLICATION 

3  O  Jefus,  could  I  this  believe, 

I  now  fliould  feel  thy  pow'r  ; 
Now  my  poor  foul  thou  wouldfl.  retrieve, 
Nor  let  me  wait  one  hour. 

4  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary,  longing  eyes  ; 
O  let  me  now  receive  that  gift ; 
My  foul  without  it  dies. 

5  Surely  thou  canft  not  let  me  die  j 

O  fpeak,  and  I  (hall  live  ! 
And  here  I  will  unweary'd  lie  ; 

Till  thou  thy  Spirit  give. 
(5   The  worft  of  fmners  would  rejoice, 

Could  they  but  fee  thy  face  : 
O  let  me  hear  thy  quick'ning  voice, 

And  tafte  thy  pard'ning  grace  i 

HYMN     CXXI. 

1  TESUS,  Shepherd  of  thy  fheep, 
J    Pity  my  un fettled  foul  ; 
Guide,  and  nourifh  me,  and  keep, 

Till  thy  love  fhall  make  me  whole  : 
Give  me  perfect  foundnefs,  give  j 
Make  me  fteadfaftly  believe. 

2  I  am  never  at  one  ftay  : 

Changing  ev'ry  hour  I  am  : 
But  thou  art,  as  yefterday, 

Now  and  evermore  the  fame  : 
Conftancy  to  me  impart, 
'Scablifh,  with  thy  grace,  my  heart. 

3  Lay  thy  weighty  crofs  on  me, 

All  my  unbelief  #ontroul  : 


A  N  D     PRAYER. 


I  1 


Till  the  rebel  ceafe  to  he, 

Keep  him  down  within  my  foul  : 
That  he  never  more  may  move, 
Root  and  ground  me  fait  in  love. 

Give  me  faith  to  hold  me  up, 
Walking  over  life's  rough  fea  ; 

Holy  purifying  hope, 

Still  my  foul's  fure  anchor  be  : 

That  I  may  be  always  thine, 

Perfect   me  in  love  divine.   • 

H  Y   M   N     CXXII.    S.  M. 

OM  ay  t  h  y  p  o  w '  1  f u  1  w  o  r d 
Infpire  a  feeble  worm, 
To  rufh  iti to  thy  kingdom,   Lord, 

And  take  it  as  by  fto'rm  I 
O  may  we  all  improve 

The  grace  already  giv'n, 
To  leize  the  crown  of  perfect  love, 
And  fcale  the   mount  of  heaven  ! 
HYMN     CXXIII. 

OWond'rous  pow*r  of  faithful  prav'r  ! 
W h a 1 1 o n g u e  c a n  tell  tb'  a  1  m i g h t y  g r a c e 
God's  hands  are  bound  or  open   are, 
As  Motes  or   Elijah,  prays  : 


Let  Moffe-s  in  the 


•.pint  groan, 


And  God  cries  out.   u  Let  me  alone  !" 

"  Let  me  alone,  that  all  my  wrath 
"May  rife,  the  wicked  to  confume  ! 

"  While  Juitice  hears  thy  pi'a)  ing  faith 
'•It  cannot  fcal  the  iinners  doom  : 

"  "My  Son  is  in  my  Servant's  pray'r, 

'•And  Jefus  forces  me  to  {pare*" 


IIS  SUPPLICATION 

3  O  bleffed  word  of  gofpel-grace, 

Which  now  we  for  our  Ifrael  plead  ! 
A  faithlefs  and  backfliding  race, 

Whom  thou  haft  out  of  Egypt  freed  £* 
O  do  not  then  in  wrath  chaftife, 
Nor  let  thy  whole  difpleafure  rife  ! 

4  Father,  we  aik  in  Jefu's  name  ; 

In  Jefu's  pow'r  and  fpirit  pray  ; 
Divert  thy  vengeful  thunder's  aim  ! 

O  turn  thy  threat'ning  wrath  away  ! 
Our  guilt  and  punifhnaent  remove, 
And  magnify  thy  pard'ning  love  ! 

5  Father,  regard  thy  pleading  Son, 

Accept  his  all-availing  prayer  ; 
And  fend  a  peaceful  anfwcr  down, 

In  honour  of  our  Spokefman  there  ! 
Whofe  blood  proclaims  our  fins  forgiv'n> 
And  fpeaks  thy  rebels  up  to  heav'n. 

HYMN     CXXIV.     L.  M.  ' 

1  T)IERCE,  fill  me  with  a  humble  fear  ; 
JL      My  utter  helplcllnefs  reveal  ; 
Satan  and  fin  arc  always  near  ; 

Thee  may  I  always  nearer  feel  1 

2  O  !  that  to  thee  my  conftant  mind, 

Might  with  an  even  flame  afpire  ;v 
Pride  in  its  earlieft  motions,  find, 
And  mark  the  rifings  of  defire. 

.3   O  !  that  my  tender  foul  might  fly 

The  firfl:  abhorr'd  approach  of  ill  ; 
Quick,  as  the  apple  of  an  ey«, 

The  flighteft  touch  of  fin  to  feel  \ 


AND    PRAYER.  1  19 

4  Till  thou  anew  my  foul  create, 

Still  may  I  ftrive,  and  watch,  and  pray  ; 
Humbly  and  confidently  -wait, 
And  long  to  fee  the  perfect  day. 

HYMN     GXXV.     L.  M. 

1    f~\  GOD,  moft  merciful  and  true, 
\J    Thy  nature  to  my  foul  impart  £ 
**Stabli(h  with  me  the  cov'nant  new, 
And  write  falvation  on  my  heart. 

■3  To  real  holinefs  reftor'd, 

G  let  me  gain  ray  Saviour's  mind  ; 
And  in  the  knowledge  of  my  Lord, 
Fulnefs  of  life  eternal  find. 

<3|  Remember,  Lord,  my  fins  no  more  ; 

Though  them  I  may  no  more  forget  ; 
Bat,  funk  in  guiltlefs  fhame,  adore 
With  fpeechlefs  wonder  at  thy  feet. 

4  O'erwhdra'd  with  thy  fhipendous  grace, 
I  (hall  not  in  thy  prefence  move  ; 
But  breathe  unutterable  praife, 
In  rapt'rous  awe  and  filent  love. 

Then  ev'ry  murm'ring  thought,  andvain3 
Expires,  in  fweet  confufion  loft  : 

I  cannot  of  my  crofs  complain, 
I  cannot  of  my  goodnefs  boaft. 

6  Pardon'd  for  all  that  T  have  done, 
My  mouth  as  in  the  duft  I  hide, 
And  glory  give  to  God  alone, 
My  God  for  everpacify'd  ! 


120  SUPPLICATION 

HYMN     CXXVI. 

1    T  "KTHY  not  now,  my  God,  my  God  ! 
VV     Ready  if  thou  always   art, 
Make  m  me  thy  mean  abode, 

Take  poflVfiion  of  my  heart  : 
If  thou  canfl  fo  greatly  bow, 
Friend  of  Turners,  why  not  now  ? 

%  God  of  love,  in  this  my  day, 
For  thyfelf,  to  thee  I  cry  ; 
Dying,  if  thou  Mill  delay, 

Mull  I  not  for  ever  die  ? 
Enter  now  thy  pooreft  home: 
Now,  my  utmoft  Saviour,  come. 

H  Y  M  N     CXXVII. 

1    VTOW,   ah  !  now,  I  yield,  I  yield, 
jLN    With  all  my  fills  to  part  ; 
Jefus,  fpeak  my  pardon  feal'd, 

And  purify  my  heart  1 
Purge  the  love  of  fin  away, 

Then  I  into  nothing  fall: 
Then  I  fee  the  perfect  day  : 

And  Chrift  is  all  in  all. 

2  Jefus,  now  our  hearts  infpire 

With  that  pure  love  of  thine  ; 
Kindle  now  the  heav'nly  fire, 

To  brighten  and  refine  : 
Purify  our  faith  like  gold  :  . 

All  the  drofs  of  fin  remove  ; 
Mek  our  fpirits  down,  and  mould 

Into  thy  pei'fed  love. 


A*D    PRAYER.  121 

H  Y  M  N     CXXVIIJ.     C.  M. 

1  /~10ME,  thou  cmnifcient  Son  of  man, 
V>4    Dilplay  thy  filtlng  pow'r; 

Gome,  with  thy  Spirit's  winnowing-  fan, 
And  throughly  purge  thy  floor. 

2  The  chaff  of  fin,  th'  accurfed  thing, 

Far  from  our  fouls  be  driv'n  : 
The' wheat  into  thy  garner  bring, 
And  lay  us  up  for  heav'n. 

3  Look  through  us  with  thine  eyes  of  flame9 

The  clouds  and  darknefs  chafe  : 
And  tell  me  what  by  fin  I  am, 
And  what  I  am  by  grace. 

4  Whate'er  cffends  thy  glorious  eyes, 

Far  from  our  hearts  remove  ; 
As  duit  before  the  whirlwind  flies, 
Difperfe  it  by  thy  love. 

5  Then  let  us  all  thy  fulnefs  know, 

From  ev'ry  fin  fet  free  ; 
Sav'd  to  the  utmoft,  fav'd  below, 
And  perfected  by  thee. 

H  Y  M  N     CXXIX. 
I    O  AVIOUR  from  fin,  I  wait  to  prove 
k3  That  Jefus  is  thy  healing  name, 
To  lofe,  when  perfected  in  love, 

Whate'er  of  I'm  I  have,  or  am  ; 
I  flay  me  on  thy  faithful  word, 
The  fervaiu  (hall  be  as  his  Lord. 
Anfwer  that  gracious  end  in  me, 

For  winch  thy  precious  life  was  giv'n  ; 
L 


122  SUPPLICATION 

Redeem  from  all  iniquity, 

Reftore  and  make  me  meet  for  heav'n  ; 
Unlefs  thou  purge  my  ev'ry  (lain, 
My  fuff'rings  and  my  faith  are  vain. 

3  'Tis  not  a  bare  releafe  from  fin, 

It»  guilt  and  pain,  my  foul  requires-; 
I  want  the  grace  of  pow'r  within  : 

Thee,  Jefus,  thee  my  heart  defires, 
And  pants  and  breaks  to  be  renew 'd, 
And  wafli'd  in  thine  ali-cleanfing  blood. 

4  Did  ft  thou  not  die  that  I  might  live 

No  longer  to  rayfelf,  but  thee  ? 
Might  body,  foul,  and  1'piri"  give 

To  him  who  gave  himfclf  tor  me? 
Come  than,  my  Ma  fie  r,  and  my  God, 
Take  the  dear  purchase  of  thy  blood. 

5  Thine  own  peculiar  fervant  claim, 

For  thine  own  truth  ami  mercy's  fake  ; 
Hallow  in  me  thy  glorious  name  : 

Me  for  thine  own  this  moment  take^ 
And  change  and  throughly  purify  ; 
Thine  only  may  I  li\e  and  die. 

II  y  m  n   cxx>:. 

1  /r^lO?viE,  O  thou  traveller  unknown, 
V_>4    Whom  ftill  I  own  but  cannot  fee, 
My  company  before  is  gone, 

And  I  am  left  alone  with  thee  ; 
With  thee  all  night  I  mean  to  ftay, 
And  wreftle  till  the  break  of  day. 

2  In  vain  thou  flrugglefl  to  get  free, 

I  never  will  unloofe  my  hold  J 


AND    PRATER  12. 

Art  thou  the  man  who  dy'd  for  me  ? 

The  fecret  of  thy  love  unfold  : 
Wreftling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name  thy  nature  know. 
What  tho'  my  Hn  inking  flefh  complain, 

And  murmur  to  contend  fo  long, 
I  rife  fuperior  to  my  pain. 

When  I  am  weak,  then  I  am  ftrong  : 
And  -when  my  all  of  ftrengtb  fl  1  all  fail, 
I  mall  with  the  God-Man  prevail. 
Yield  to  me  now — for  I  ara  weak, 

But  confident  in  felf-defpair  ; 
Speak  to  my  heart,  in  blcflings  fpeak. 

Be  conquer'd  by  my  inflant  pray'r  ; 
Speak,  or  thou  never  hence  (halt  move, 
And  tell  me  it*  thy  name  be  love. 
'Tis  love,  'tis  love  !  Thou  dy'dffc  for  me, 

I  hear  thy  whifperin  my  heart, 
The  morning  breaks,  the  fhadows  flee, 

Pure,  univerfal  love  thou  art ; 
To  me,  to  all,  thy  bowel.-:  naove, 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  love. 

I  know  thee,  Saviour,  who  thou  art, 
Jdus,  the  feeble  iinner's  friend  ; 

Nor  wilt  thou  with  the  night  depart, 
But  flay  and  love  me  to  the  end  ; 

Thy  mercies  never  fhall  remove, 

Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  love. 

HYMN     CXXXI.     Watch-night. 

FT  have  Ave  pafs'd  the  guilty  night 
In  revelling?  and  frantic  mirth  ; 


124  SUPPLICATION' 

The  creature  was  our  fole  delight, 

Our  happinefs  the  tilings  of  earth  ; 
But  O,  fufrke  the  feafon  paft, 
We  choofe  the  better  part  at  laft. 
"2    We  will  not  dole  our  wakeful  eyes, 
We  will  not  let  our  eyelids  fleep, 
But  humbly  lift  them  to  the  fides, 

And  all  a  folemn  vigil  keep  ; 
So  many  nights  ®n  fin  beftow'd, 
Can  we  not  watch  one  hour  for  God  ! 

3  We  can,  dear  Jefus,  for  thy  fake, 

Devote  our  ev'ry  hour  to  thee; 
Speak  but  the  word,  our  fouls  (hall  wake, 

And  ring  with  cheerful  melody  ; 
Thy  praife  (hall  our  glad  tongues  employ, 
And  ev'ry  heart  (hall  dance  for  joy. 

4  Dear  object  of  our  faith  and  love. 

We  liften  for  thy  welcome  voice, 
Our  perfons  and  our  works  approve, 

And  bid  us  in  thy  fhength  rejoice  ; 
Now  let  us  hear  the  mighty  cry, 
And  fhout  to  find  the  Bridegroom  nigh. 

5  Shout  in  the  midft  of  us,  O  King 

Of  faints,   and  let  our  joys  abound. 
Let.  Us  rejoice,  give  thanks,  and  ling, 

And  triumpfc  in  redemption  found  : 
We  afk  in  faith  for  ev'ry  foul  ; 
0  let  our  glorious  joy  be  full. 

6  O  may  we  all  triumphant  rife, 

ith  joy  upon  our  heads  return, 
A       tar  above  thefe  nether  Ikies, 
By  thee  on  eagle's  wings  upborne. 


AND    PRAYER. 

Through  all  yon  radiant  circle  move, 
And  gain  the  highefl  heav'n  of  love  '. 

HYMN     CXXXII.     L.  M. 

1  /\  N  inward  baptifin  of  pure  fire, 
JLjl  Wherewith  to  be  baptiz'd  I  have  : 
'Tis  all  my  longing-  foul's  defire  ; 

This,  only  this  my  foul  can  fave. 

2  Strait'ned  I  am,  till  this  be  done  ; 

Kindle  ill  me  the  living  flame  ; 
Father  in  me,  reveal  thy  Son  : 
Baptize  me  into  Jefu's  name. 

3  Transform  my  nature  into  thine, 

Let  all  my  pow'rs  thine  imprefs  feel, 
Let  all  my  foul  become  divine, 

Andilampine  with  thy  Spirit's  leal. 

4  Love,  Blighty  love,  my  heart  o'erpow'r, 

Ah  !  why  dolt  thou  fo  long  delay  ! 
Cut  fliort  the  work,  bring  near  the  hour, 
And  let  me  fee  thy  perfect  day. 

5  Behold,  for  thee  I  ever  wait, 

Now  let  me  in  thine  image  flune, 
Now  the  new  heav'n s  and  earth  create, 
And  plant  with  righteoufnefs  divine. 

6  If  with  the  wretched  fons  cf  men 

It  ftill  be  thy  delight  to  live, 
Come,  Lord,  beget  my  foul  again, 
Thyfelf,  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  give. 

PI  Y  M  N     CXXXII L     C.  M. 

1   TjXHJNTAIN  of  life,  to  all  below, 
JL      Let  thy  falvation  roll  : 
L  2 


126  SUPPLICATION 

Water,  replenish,  and  o'erflow 
Ev'ry  believing- foul. 

2    Into  that  happy  number,   Lord, 
Us  weary  fi  niters  take  ; 
Jefus,  fulfil  thy  gracious  word, 
For  thine  own  mercy's  like. 

p   Turn  back  our  nature's  rapid  tide, 
And  we  (hall  flow  to  thee, 
While  down  the  ftream  of  time  we  glide, 
To  our  eternity. 

4  The  well  of  life  to  us  thou  art, 

Of  joy  the  fwelling  Hood  ; 
Wafted  by  th.ee,  with  willing  heart 
We  fwift  return  to  God. 

5  We  foon  {hall  reach  the  boundlefs  fea, 

Into  thy  falnefs  fall  ; 
Be  bid  and  fwallow'd  up  in  thee, 
Our  God,  our  All  in  All. 

H  Y  M  N     CXXX1V.     L.  M. 

1  /"^  THOU,  whom  all  thy  faints  adore, 
V^/    Wc  now  with  all  thy  faints  agree, 
And  bow  our  inmoft  fouls  before 

Thy  glorious  awful  Majefty. 

2  The  King  of  nations  we  proclaim  ; 

Who  would  not  our  great  Sovereign  fear  ? 
We  long  t*  experience  all  tiiy  name, 
And  now  we  come  to  meet  thee  here. 
!)   We  come,  great  God,  to  feek  thy  face, 
And  for  thy  loving  kindnefs  wa:t  ; 
And  O  how  dreadful  is  this  place  1 

'Tis  God's  own  houfc,  'tis  heaven's  gate. 


a:md   prayer.  127 

A  Tremble  cur  hearts  to  Unci  thee  nigli, 
To.  thee  our  trembling  hearts  afpire  : 
And  lo  !   we  fee  defcend  from  high, 
The  pillar  and  the  flame  of  fire. 

5  Still  let  it  on  th'  afiembly  (lay, 

And  all  the  houfe  with  glory  fill  : 
To  Canaan's  bounds  point  out  the  way, 
And  bring  us  to  the  holy  hill. 

6  There  let  us  all  with  Jefus  (land, 

Ar.i  join  the  gen'ral  church  above, 
And  take  our  feats  at  thy  right-hand, 
And  fing  thine  evcrlafting  love. 

7  Come,  Lord,  our  fouls  are  on  the  wing, 

Now  on  thy  great  white  throne  appear, 
And  let  mine  eyes  behold  my  King, 
And  let  me  fee  my  Saviour  there. 

H  Y  M  N    CXXXV.     L.  M. 

1  O  AY,  which  of  you  would  fee  the  Lord  I 
KJ  You  all  may  now  obtain  the  grace  ; 
Behold  him  in  the  written  word, 

Where  John  unveils  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Clear  as  the  trumpet's  voice  he  fpeaks 

To  ev'ry  foul  that  turns  his  ear  ; 

Ami'IO:  the  golden  candlefticks 

He  walks  :   and  lo  1  he  now  is  here. 

3  Prefent  to  all  believing  fouls, 

They  fee  him  with  an  eagle's  eye  ; 
Down  to  his  feet  a  garment  rolls, 
Stain'd  with  a  glorious  crimfon  die. 


128 


SUPPLICATION 


A  golden  girdle  binds  Ms  bread, 

( Whence  ftreams  of  coufolation  flow, 
Milk  for  his  new-born  babes  who  red 

In  him,  nor  other  comfort  know.) 
His  form  is  as  the  Son  of  Man, 

His  eyes  are  as  a  flame  of  fire  ; 
They  dart  a  fm-confuming  pain, 

And  life  and  joy  divine  infpire. 
His  fpotlefs  purity  of  foul, 

We  by  a  lovely  emblem  know  : 
His  head  and  hair  are  while  as  wool, 

White  are  they  as  the  driven  fnow. 

litter  his  feet  like  poliih'd  brafs 

That  long  hath  in  the  furnace  fnone, 
Brighter  than  lightning  is  his  face, 

Brighter  than  the  meridian  fun. 
As  many  waters  founds  his  word, 

Sev'n  ftars  lie  holds  in  his  right-hand, 
Out  of  his  mouth  a  two-edg'd  fword 

Goes  forth  :  before  it  who  can  ftand  ? 
Co'rd,  at  thy  feet  we  fall  as  dead, 

Lay  thy  right-hand  upon  our  foul, 
Scatter  cur  fears,  thy  Spirit  (bed, 

And  all  our  unbelief  controul. 

0  Tell  us,  "  I  am  the  Firft  and  Lttft, 

"  Who  liv'd  and  dy'd  for  all,  am  I ! 
"  And  lo  !  my  bitter  death  is  pad, 
44  And  lo  1  I  live  no  more  to  die  ! 

1  "  I  have  the  keys  of  death  and  hell." 

Amen  !  thy  record  we  receive, 
And  wait  till  thou  our  fpirits  feal, 
And  all  in  all  for  ever  live. 


AND    PRATER*  129 

HYMN     CXXXVL 

1  YNboundlefs  mercy,  gracious  Lord,  appear, 
JLDarknefs  difpel,  the  humble  mourner  cheer, 
Vain  thoughts  remove,  meltdown  this  flinty 

heart  ; 
Caufe  ev'ry  foul  to  choofe  the  better  part. 

2  Thy  prefence  fills  the  univerfal  fpace  ; 
Thy  grace  appears  to  all  the  fallen  race  : 
O  !  %vifit  us  with  light  and  life  divine, 
3*111  ev'ry  foul,  for  ev'ry  foul  is  thine. 

3  The  bleffed  Jefus  is  my  Lord,  my  love  ; 

He  is  my  King,  from  him  I  would  not  move  ■ 
Away  then,  all  ye  objects  that  divert, 
Norfeektodraw  from  in y  dear  Lord  my  heart. 

4  That  uncreated  beauty  which  hath  gain'd 
Myravifh'd  heart,  hath  all  your  glory  ftain'd  ; 
His  lovelinefs  ray  foul  hath  prepoiTefs'd, 
And  left  no  room  for  any  other  gueil. 

H  Y  M  N     CXXXVII.     C.  M. 

1  V    ORD,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee; 
1   A  In  vain  my  foul  would  try 

To  fhun  thy  prefence,  or  to  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all-furrounding  fight  furveys 

My  rifing  and  my  reft, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
The  fecrets  of  my  breaft. 

5  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  thee,  Lord, 

Before  they're  form'd  within  : 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
Thou  know 'it  the  ienfe  I  mean. 


I  DO  SUPPLICATION 

4  O  wond'rous  knowledge,  deep,  and  high  ! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beiet  on  ev'ry  fide. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  furround  me  (till, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 

To  guard  my  foul  from  ev'ry  ill, 

Secur'd  by  So  v' reign  love. 

H  Y  M  N     CXXXVIII.     S.  M. 

1  TTViTKER,  I  dare  believe 

I       Thee  merciful  and  true  : 
'Thou  wilt  my  -<.\  forgive, 

My  fallen  foui   rcn^w* 

2  Come  then,  for  Jefu's  fake, 

And  bid  my  heart  be  clean  ; 
An  end  of  all  my  troubles  make, 
An  end  of  all  my  fin. 

3  I  cannot  wafli  my  heart. 

But  by  believing  thee  : 
And  watting  for  thy  blood  t'  impart 
The  fpotlels  purity. 

4  While  at  thy  crofs  I  iie, 

Jefus  the  grate  befi 

Now,  thy  all -cleanfiiK;  blood  apply, 
And  make  me  white  as  fhow. 

K  Y  M  N     CXXXIX.     C.  M, 

ASK  the  gift  of  n.;hteoufnefs, 
The  iin-fubduing  pjw'r  ; 
Pow'r  to  believe,  and  go  in  peace, 
And  never  grieve  thtc  more. 


AND     PRAYER.  131 

2  My  ardent  foul  cries  outopprefs'd 

Impatient  to  be  freed  1 
Nor  can  I,  Lord,  nor  will  I  reft, 
Till  I  am  fav'd  indeed. 

3  Art  thou  not  able  to  convert, 

Art  thou  not  willing  too  ? 
To  change  this  old  rebellious  heart, 
To  conquer  and  renew  ? 

HYMN     CXL. 

1  T    OVING  Jefus,  gentle  Lamb, 

S  *  In  thy  gracious  hands  I  am, 
Make  me,  Saviour,  what  thou  art, 
Live  thyfelf  within  my  heart. 

2  I  {hall  then  fhew  forth  thy  praife, 
Serve  thee  all  my  happy  days  ; 
Then  the  world  mall  always  fee 
Chrift  the  holy  child  in  me. 

HYMN     CXLI.     L.  M. 

1  r^  THOU  who  corned  from  above  I 
V>-/  The  pure  celeftial  fire  t'  impart, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  facred  love, 

On  the  mean  altar  of  my  heart  I 

2  There  let  it  for  thy  glory  burn, 

With  inextinguifnable  blaze, 
And  trembling  to  its  fource  return, 
In  humble  love  and  fervent  praife. 

S  Jefus,  confirm  my  heart's  defire, 

To  work,  and  [peak,  and  think  for  thee, 
Still  let  me  guard  the  holy  fire, 
And  ftill  ftir  up  thy  gift  in  me. 


132  SUPPLICATION,   &C 

4   Ready  for  all  thy  perfect  will, 

My  a£ts  of  faith  and  love  repeat  ; 
Till  death  thy  endlcfs  mercies  feal, 
And  make  the  facrifice  complete. 

HYMN     CXLII. 

1  y  |  ''IS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 

JL     Oft  it  cruifes  anxious  thought 
Do  I  love  the  Lord  or  no  ; 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifelefs  frame  ? 
Hardly,  fure,  can  they  be  worfe, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  Could  my  heart  fo  hard  remain, 

Prayer  a  tafk  and  burden  prove  : 
Kv'ry  trifle  give  me  pain, 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love? 

4  When  I  turn  mine  eyes  within, 

O  how  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild  ! 
Prone  to  unbelief  and  fin, 
Can  I  deem  myfelf  a  child  ? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 

Faith  is  weak  in  all  I  do  ; 
You  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me  is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

6  Yet  I  mourn  my  ltubborn  will, 

Find  my  fin  a  grief  and  thrall  ; 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

7  Could  I  joy  with  faints  to  meet, 

Choofe  the  ways  1  once  abhorr'd  : 


REJOICING,  &C.  133 

Find  at  times  the  promife  fweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ? 

8  Lord  decide  the  doubtful  cafe  ! 

Thou  who  art  thy  people's  fun  ; 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray  ; 
If  I  have  not  lov'd  laefore, 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 


REJOICING  AND  PRAISE. 

HYMN     CXLIII. 

1   *\7"E  happy  finners,  hear, 

I      The  pris'ners  of  the  Lord, 
And  wait  till  Chriit  appear, 

According  to  his  word  ; 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  (hall. from  all  our  fins  be  free. 

3   The  Lord,  our  righteoufnefs, 
We  have  long  iince  receiv'd  ; 
Salvation  nearer  is 

Than  when  we  firfl  believ'd  f 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  mall  from  all  our  fins  be  free. 

3   In  God  we  put  our  trufi ; 
If  we  our  fins  confefs, 
Faithful  he  is,  and  jvft, 
From  all  unrighteoufnefs"  ; 

M 


134  REJOICING 

To  cleanfe  us  all,  both  you  and  me, 
We  Jhall  from  all  our  fins  be  free. 

A   Surely  in  us  the  hope 

Of  glory  (hall  appear  ; 
Sinners,  your  heads  lift  up, 

And  fee  redemption  near  ; 
Again  I  fay,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  fhall  from  all  our  fins  be  free. 

5  Who  Jefu's  fuff'rings  (hare, 

My  fellow. pris'ners  now, 
Ye  foon  the  wreath  fhall  wear 

On  your  triumphant  brow  .• 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  (hall  from  all  our  fins  be  free. 

6  The  word  of  God  is  fure, 

And  never  can  remove, 
We  (hall  in  heart  be  pure, 

And  perfected  in  love  : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  fhall  from  all  our  fins  be  free. 

7  Then  let  us  gladly  bring 

Our  facrifice  of  praife, 
Let  us  give  thanks,  and  fing, 

And  glory  in  his  grace  : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  fhall  from  all  our  fins  be  free. 

H  Y  M  N     CXLIV.     S.  M. 

1    /^OME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
V_vt    And  let  your  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  fong,  with  fweet  accord, 
While  ye  furround  his  throne  ; 


AI\D    PRAISE.  1% 

Let  thofe  refufe  to  fing 

Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 
But  fervants  of  the  heav'nly  King- 
May  fpeak  their  joys  abroad. 

2   The  God  that  rules  on  high, 

That  all  the  earth  furveys, 
That  rides  upon  the  ftormy  flcy, 
And  calms  the  roaring  feas  : 
This  awful  God  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  our  Love  : 
He  will  fend  down  his  heav'nly  pow'rs 
To  carry  us  above. 

S  There  we  fnall  fee  his  face, 
And  never,  never  fin  ! 
There,  from  the  river  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endlefs  pleafures  in  : 
Yea,  and  before  we  rife 
To  that  immortal  (late, 
The  thoughts  of  fuch  amazing  blifs 
Should  conft&nt  joys  create. 

4   The  men  of  grace  have  found 
*  Glory  begun  beiow  ; 
Celeftial  fruit  on  earthly  ground 

From  faith  and  hope  may  grow  : 
Then  let  our  Eorigs  abound, 
And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry  ; 
We're  marching  thro'  Immanuel's  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 


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HYMN     GXLV.     L.  M. 

APPY  the  man  that  finds  the  grace, 
The  bleiling  of  God's  choien  race, 


136  REJOICING 

The  wifdom  coming  from  above, 
The  faith  that  fweetly  works  by  love. 

2  Happy  beyond  defcription  he, 

Who  knows  the  Saviour  dy'd  for  me, 
The  gift  unfpeakable  obtains, 
And  heav'nly  tinderftanding  gains. 

3  Wifdom  divine!    Who  tells  the  price 
Of  wifdom's  coftly  merchandife  ? 
Wifdom  to  filver  we  prefer, 

And  gold  is  drofs  compar'd  to  her. 

4  Her  hands  are  fill'd  with  length  ofdays> 
True  riches  and  immortal  praife  : 
Riches  of  Chrifl:  on  all  beftow'd, 

And  honour  that  defcends  from  God. 

5  To  pureft  joys  (he  all  invites, 
Chafte,  holy,  fpiritual  delights  : 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleafantnefs, 
And  all  her  flow'ry  paths  are  peace. 

6  Happy  the  man  who  wifdom  gains  ; 
Thrice  happy  who  his  guclt  retains  ; 
He  owns,  and  (ball  for  ever  own, 
Wifdom,  and  Chrifl:,  and  heav'n  are  oi*e. 

H   Y  M  N     CXLVI.     C.  M. 

1  TJAPPY  the  fouls  to  Jefus join'd, 
JLJL   And  fav'd  by  grace  alone  ; 
Walking  in  all  his  ways,  they  find 

Their  heav'n  on  earth  begun. 

2  The  church  triumphant  in  thy  love, 

Their  mighty  joys  we  know  ; 
They  ling  the  Lamb  in  hymns  abc 
And  we  in  hymns  below. 


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137 


3  Thee,  in  thy  glorious  realm,  they  praife 

And  bow  before  thy  throne  ! 
We  in  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace  ; 
The  kingdoms  are  but  one. 

4  The  holy  to  the  holieft  leads  ; 

From  thence  our  fpirits  rile  ; 
And  he  that  in  thy  ihtutes  treads, 
Shall  meet  thee  in  the  fkies. 

H  Y  M  N     CXLVII. 


LET  earth  and  heav'n  agree, 
Angels  and  men  be  join'd, 
To  celebrate  with  me 

The  Saviour  of  mankind  : 
T'  adore  the  all-atoning  Lamb, 
And  blefs  the  found  of  Jefu's  name, 
Jefus  !  tranfporting  found  1 

The  joy  of  earth  and  heav'n  ; 
No  other  help  is  found, 
No  other  name  is  giv'n, 
By  which  we  can  falvation  have, 
For  Jefus  came  the  world  to  fave. 
Jefus  1  harmonious  name  1 

It  charms  the  hofts  above  ; 
They  evermore  proclaim, 
And  wonder  at  his  love  ; 
'Tis  all  their  happinefs  to  gaze, 
'Tis  heav'n  to  fee  our  Jefu's  face. 
His  name  the  finner  hears, 
And  is  from  fin  let  free  ; 
'Tis  mulic  in  his  ears  ; 
'Tis  life  and  victory  ; 
M   2 


138  REJOICING 

New  fpngs  do  now  his  lips  employ, 
And  dances  his  glad  heart  for  joy. 

5  Stung  by  the  Jcorpion  fin, 

My  poor  expiring-  foul 
The  balmy  found  drinks  in, 

And  is  at  once  made  whole  ; 
See  there,  my  Lord  upon  the  tree  ! 
I  hear,  I  fc-el  he  died  for  me. 

6  O  unexampled  love  ! 

O  all  redeeming  grace;  ! 
How  fwiftly  did  ft;  thou  move 

To  lave  a  fallen  race  : 
What  (hall  I  do  to  make  it  known, 
What  thou  for  all  mankind  haft  done  1 

7  O  for  a  trumpet-'voice, 

On  all  the  world  to  call  ; 
To  bid  their  hearts  rejoice 

Ifl  him  who  dy'd  for  all  ! 
For  all  my  Lord  was  crucify 'd  ! 
For  all,  for  all  my  Saviour  dy'd  ! 

8  To  ferve  thy  bletfed  will. 

Thy  dying  love  to  praife, 
Thy  counftri  to  fulfil, 

And  minifter  thy  grace, 
Freely  what  I  receive  to  give, 
The  life  of  heav'n  on  earth  I  live. 


■ 


H  Y  M  N     CXLVIII. 

ARISE,  my  foul,  arife, 
Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears, 
The  bleeding  Sacrifice 
In  my  behalf  appears  j 


AND     PRAISE.  139 

Before  the  throne,  my  furety  (lands  ; 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands.. 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 

For  me  to  intercede  ; 
His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead  ; 
His  blood  aton'd  for  all  our  race, 
And  fpriukles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

Receiv'd  on  Calvary  : 
They  pour  effectual  pray'rs, 

They  ftrongly  fpeak  /or  me  ; 
Forgive  him,  O  forgive  they  cry  1 
Nor  let  that  ranfom'd  fmnerdie. 

4  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 

His  dear  anointed  -One  ; 
He  cannot  turn  away 
The  prefence  of  his  Son  : 
His  Spirit  anfwers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 

5  My  God  is  reconcil'd, 

H:S  para'ning  voice  I  hear; 
He  owns  me  for  his  child, 

I  can  no  longer  fear  : 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father  Abba  Father  I  cry. 

HYMN     GXLIX. 

I   "ft  /|~Y  God  lam  thine,  what  comfort  divine  ; 
JlVJL  What  pleafure  to  know  that  my  Jefus 

is  mine  ! 
In  th'  heavenly  Lamb,  thrice  happy  I  am  :    , 
My  heart  doth  rejoice  at  the  found  of  his  ..'.ame. 


!40  Rejoicing 

2  True  pleafures  abound  in  thatblc-ffed  found  » 
Whoever  doth  know  it,  hath  paradife  found  : 
My  Jefus  to  know,  and  feel  his  blood  flow, 
'Tis  life  everlafting,  'tis  heaven  below  I 

3  Yet  onward  I  hafte  to  th'  heavenly  feaft  ; 
That,  that  is  the  fuinels  ;  but  this  is  the  tafle  ; 
And  this  i  fhall  prove,  until  I  remove 

To  ti;'  heaven  of  heavens  in  Jefus's  love. 

H  Y  M  N    CL.     C.  M. 

1  TTT^HY  ceafelefs,  unexhaufted  love, 

I      Unmerited  and  free, 
Delights  our  evil  to  remove, 
And  help  ourmifery. 

2  Thou  waiteft  to  be  gracious  A  III  ; 

Thou  dofi  with  finners  bear, 
Thatfav'd,  we  may  thy  goodnefs  feel, 
And  all  thy  grace  declare. 

3  Thy  goodnefs  and  thy  truth,  to  me, 

To  cv'iy  foul  abound  ; 
A  vail  unfathomable  fea, 

Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 

4  Its  dreams  the  whole  creation  reach. 

So  plenteous  is  the  ftore  ; 
Enough  t'er  all,  enough  for  each, 
Enough  for  evermore  1 

5  faithful,  O  Lord,  thy  mercies  are, 
A  rock  that  cannot  move  : 
tkouf.md  promifes  declare 
Thy  conftancy  of  love  ! 

6  Throughout  the  univerfe  it  reigns, 
Unalterably  fure  j  ft£ 


AND     PRAISE, 


u 


And  while  the  truth  of  God  remains, 
His  goodnefs  rnuft  endure. 

HYMN     CLI. 

T3  EJOIGE,  the  Lord  is  King  ; 
JlV  Your  Lord  and  King  adore 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  Ting, 
And  triumph  evermore  : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice, 
Rejoice,  again  I  fay  rejoice  ! 
Jefus,  the  Saviour,  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  and  love, 
When  he  had  purg'd  our  {lain;, 
He  took  his  feat  above  : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  Sec. 
Mis  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heav'n  : 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 
Are  to  our  Jefus  giv'n  : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  Sec. 

He  fits  at  God's  right  hand, 

Till  all  his  foes  fubinit  : 
And  bow  to  his  command, 
And  fall  beneath  his  feet  ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  Sec. 
He  all  his  foes  (hall  quell, 

Shall  all  our  fins  ddlrov  : 
Ana  ev'ry  bofom  fwell 
With  pure  feraphic  joy  : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  Sec, 
Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jefus,  the  Judge,  {hall  come  ; 


14l2  'REJOICING 

And  take  his  fervants  up 
To  their  eternal  home  : 
We  foon  fhall  hear  th*  archangel's  voice, 
The  trump  ci' God  (hall  ibund  Rejoice  ! 

HYMN     CLH. 

1  f~\  TELL  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain 
V>^  llore, 

The  time  for  fuch  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er; 
A  country  I've  found,  where  true  joys  abound, 
To  dwell  I'm  determined  on  that  happy  ground. 

2  The  fouls  that  believe,  in  paradife  live, 
And  me  in  that  number  will  Jefus  receive  : 
My  foul,  don't  delay — he  calls  thee  away, 
Rife,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  blefs  the  glad  day, 

3  No  mortal  doth  know  what  he  can  beftow, 
"What  light,  ilrength,    and    comfort — go  after 

him,  go  : 
Lo  1   onward  I  move  to  heaven  above, 
None  gucfTes  how  wond'rous  my  journey  will 

prove. 

i  4  Great  fpoih  I  fliall  win  from  death,  hell  and  fin, 
jlPMidfi:  outward  afflictions  (hall  feel  Chrift  Within  : 

id  when.  I'm  to  die,  Receive  me  !  I'll  cry, 
'"For  Jefus  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cannot  tell  why  : 

5  But  this  I  do  find,  we  two  are  fo  join'd, 
Hell  not  live  in  glory,  and  leave  me  behind  : 
So  this  is  the  race  I'm  running,  through  grace  ; 

^■'Henceforth — till  admitted  to  fee  my  Lord's  face. 

6  And  now  I'm  in  care,  my  neighbours  :v,<ty  lhare 
Thei'e  bleiTmgs  ;  to  feek  them  will  none  of  you 

dare  ? 


AND    PRAISE.  143 

In  bondage,  0  why,  and  death  will  you  lie, 
When  one  here  allures  you  free  grace  is  fo  nigh  ? 

HYMN     CLIII.     S.  M. 

1  TV/TY  God,  the  fpring  of  all  my  joys, 
JlV-J-  The  life:  of  my  delights, 

The  glory  of  ray  brighteft  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights. 

2  In  darkeft  fhades  if  thou  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun  ; 
Thou  art  my  foul's  bright  morning-flar, 
And  thou  my  rifing  fun. 

3  The  op'ning  heav'ns  around  me  fhine 

With  beams  of  facred  blifs, 
If  Jefus  (hews  his  mercy  mine, 
And  whifpers  I  am  his. 

A  My  foul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 
At  that  tranfporting  word, 
Run  up  with  joy  the  lhining  way, 
To  fee  and  praife  my  Lord. 

5  Fearlefs  of  hell,  and  ghaftly  deatfc> 
I'd  break  through  ev'ry  foe  ; 
The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faith 
Would  bear  me  conqu'ror  through. 

HYMN     CLIV.     C.  M. 

1  1  '    ET  ev'ry  tongue  thy  goodnefs  fpeak, 
I  ,4  Thou  Sovereign  Lord  of  all  ; 

Thy  flrength'ning  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raife  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  When  forrows  bow  the  fpirit  down, 

When  virtue  lies  diftrefs'd, 


144  REJOICING 

Beneath  the  proud  oppreflor's  frown, 
Thou  giv'ft  the  mourner  reft. 

3  Thou  know'ft  the  pains  thy  fervants  feel  ; 

Thou  hear'ft:  thy  children's  cry  ; 
And.  their  bed  wifhes  to  fulfil, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

4  Thy  mercy  never  fhall  remove 

Frow  men  of  hearts  fincere  : 
Thou  fav'fl:  the  fouls  whofe  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

5  My  lips  (hall  dwell  upon  thy  praife, 

And  fpread  thy  fame  abroad  j 
Let  all  the  Ions  of  Adam  raife 
The  honours  of  their  God. 

II  Y   M  N     CLV. 

I    HpHE  fpaeious  firmament  on  high, 
A     With  all  the  blue  etherial  iky, 
And  fpangled  heav'ns  (a  fhinmg  frame  !) 
Their  great  Original  proclaim  : .' 
The  an  weary 'd  i'un,  from  day  to  day, 
Doth  his  Creator's  pow'r  dlfplay, 
And  publiihes  to  ev'ry 
The  work  of  an   Almighty  hand. 

2   Soon  as  the  ev'ning  Shades  prevail. 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wond'rous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  linVnirig  earth 
Repeats  the  ftory  of  her  birth  : 
While  all  the  fUrs  that  round  her  burn. 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 
And  fpread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 


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3   What  though,  in  folemn  filence,  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terrestrial  ball  ; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  found 
Amid  the  radiant  orbs  be  found  ; 
In  reafon's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
For  ever  fmging  as  they  (hine, 
"  The  Hand  that  made  us  is  Divine." 

HYMN     CLVI. 

1  ^  B  ^HE  voice  of  my  beloved  founds, 

JL  While  o'er  the  mountain-tops  he  bounds., 
tfe  flies  exulting  o'er  the  hills, 
And  all  my  foul  with  tranfport  fills  : 
Gently  doth  he  chide  my  flay, 
"  Rife,  my  love,  and  come  away." 

2  The  fcatter'd  clouds  are  fled  at  laft, 
The  rain  is  gone,  the  winter's  pad, 
The  lovely  vernal  flow'rs  appear, 
The  warbling  choir  enchants  our  ear  ; 

Now,  with  fweetly-penfive  moan, 
Coos'  the  turtle  dove  alone. 

HYMN     CLVIL     C.  M. 

1     |.1ATHER,  how  wide  thy  glories  fliine ! 
JJ     How  high  thy  wonders  rife  ! 
Known  through  the  earth  by  thoufand  figns. 

By  thoufands  through  the  Ikies  : 
Thofe  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  pow'^ 

Their  motions  fpeak  thy  ikilj  : 
And  on  the  wings  of  ev'ry  hour 
We  read  thy  patience  ftilK 
N 


146  REJOICING 

2  Part  of  thy  name  divinely  ftands, 

On  all  thy  creatures  writ, 
They  fhew  the  labour  of  thy  hands, 

Or  iraprefs  of  thy  feet  : 
But  when  we  view  thy  ilrange  defign 

To  lave  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  companion  join 

In  their  divineft  forms  : 

3  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known, 

Nor  dares  a  creature  guefs, 
Which  of  the  glories  b righted  /hone, 

The  juitice  or  the  grace  : 
Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb, 

Adorn  the  heav'nly  plains  ; 
Bright  feraphs  learn  Immanuel's  name, 

And  try  their  choicefl  drains. 

4  0  may  I  bear  fome  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  long  ! 
Wondei  and  joy  fliall  tune  my  heart, 

And  love  command  my  tongue.     9 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy'Ghoft, 

Who  fweetly  all  agree 
To  fave  a  world  of  tinners  loft, 

Eternal  glory  be. 

HYMN     CLVIII. 

1   T'LL  praife  my  Maker  while  I've  breath, 
X    A.nd  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 

Praife  (hall  employ  my  nobler  pcrw'rs  : 
My  d.tys  of  praife  (hall  ne'ei  be  paft, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  laft, 

Or  immortality  endures. 


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2  Happy  the  man  whofe  hopes  rely- 
On  Iirael's  God,  who  made  the  iky, 

And  earth  and  feus  with  .ill  their  train  : 
His  truth  for  ever  ftaads  fecure  ! 
He  faves  th'  opprtfs'd,   he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  (hall  find  his  promife  vain. 

3  The  Lord  pours  eye-fight  on  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  fupports  the  fainting  mind  : 

He  fends  the  lab'ring  confidence  peace  ; 
He  helps  the  (tranger  in  diitrefs, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  fweet  releafe. 

4  I'll  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 

Praife  fnall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs  : 
My  days  of  praife  fnall  ne'er  be  paft 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  laft, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

HYMN     GLIX.     L.  M. 

1  "jJRAISE  ye  the  Lord  !   'tis  good  to  raife 
JL      Your  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praife  : 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 

To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  He  form'd  the  ftars,  thofe  heav'nly  flames; 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names  : 
His  wifdom's  vafr,  and  knows  no  bound, 

A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd  ! 

3  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high- 
Who  fpreads  his  clouds  around  the  iky  ; 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  defcend  in  vain. 


148  REJOICING 

4    He  makes  the  grafs  the  hills  adorn  ; 
He  clothes  the  fmiling1  fields  with  corn  ; 
The  beafts  and  birds,  his  hands  fupply 

With  food  and  plenty,  when  they  cry. 

j>   What  is  the  creature's  fkill  or  force, 
The  fprightly  man  or  warlike  liorfe  ? 
The  piercing  wit,  the  active  limb  ? 
All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

6   His  faints  are  lovely  in  his  fight, 
He  views  his  children  with  delight ! 
He  fees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear  ; 
He  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 

H  Y  M  N     CLX.     L.  M. 

1  T^EFQRE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
JUr  Ye  nations  bow,  with  facred  joy  : 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 

He  can  create,  and  he  deflroy. 

2  His  fov'reign  pow'r,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  fo'rm'd  us  men  ! 
And  when  like  wand'ring  (beep  we  firav'dr 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We'll  croud  thy  gates  "with  thankful  fongs, 

High  as  the  heav'ns  oui  voices  raiic  : 
And  earth  with  her  ten  thonfand  tonguesi 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  founding  praife. 

4  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  j 

Vaft  as  eternity  thy  love  : 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  ran!1:  Ih.nu, 
Whtn  rolling  years  Tnall  ceafe  to  move. 


AND    PRAISE.  149 

HYMN     CLXI.     G.  M.     Easter. 

1  ^PHE  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  praifc, 

1       In  concent  with  the  bleft, 
Who  joyful  in  harmonious'days, 
Employ  an  endlefs  reft. 

2  Thus,  Lord,  while  we  remember  thee. 

We  bleft  and  pious  grow, 
By  hymns  of  praife  -we  learn  to  be 
,  Triumphant  here  below. 

3  On  this  glad  day,  a  brighter  fcene 

Of  glory  was  difplay'd. 
By  God,  th'  eternal  Word,  than  when 
This  univerfe  was  made. 

4  He  rifes,  who  mankind  hath  bought 

With  grief  and  pain  extreme  ; 
'Twas  great  to  fpeak  the  world  from  nought, 
'Twas  greater  to  redeem. 

HYMN     CLXII.     G.  M. 

1  QALVATIOM  !   O  the  joyful  found  ! 
k3   What  pieafure  to  our  ears  ! 

A  fov'rcign  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

Glory,  honour,  praise,  and  power, 
Be  unto  the  Lamb  for  ever  ; 
Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer  I 
Hallelujah  I  praise  the  Lord  ! 

2  Salvation  !  let.  the  echo  My 

The  ipacious  earth  around, 
Whiie  .iii  the  armies  df  the  fky 

ConOlre  to  raife  the  found.     Glory,  tfc, 
N  3 


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3    Salvation  !   O  thou  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

To  thee  the  praife  belongs  : 

Salvation  [hall  ihfpire  our  hearts, 

And  dwell  upon  our  tongues.    Glory,  \St 

HYMN     CLXIII.     L.  M. 

1  Tj^ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  ikies, 
X      Let  the  Creator's  praife  arife  ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  fung, 
Through  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue  : 
Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 

Thy  praife  fhall  found  from  fhore  to  fhore, 
Tifl  funs  (hall  rile  and  fet  no  more. 

2  Your  lofty  themes,  ye  models  bring, 
In  fongs  of  praife  divinely  fi 

The  great  falration  loud  proclaim, 
And  fhout  for  joy  the  Saviour's  name  ! 
In  ev'ry  land  begin  the  fo; 
To  ev'ry  land  the  (trains  bel<  i  g  : 
Jn  cheerful  founds  all  voices  raife, 
And  fill  the  world  with  loudest  praife. 

HYMN     CLXIV.  C.  M. 

1  /^tOME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  longs 
V>4    With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thou  land  thoufand  are  their  tongues, 

But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  dy'd,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus  ; 
Worthy  the  L  a  b,  btfr  hearts  reply. 
For  he  was  (lam  for  us. 


AKD     PRAISE.  151 

3  Jefus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  pow'r  divine  ; 
And  bleifings  more  than  Ave  can  give, 
Be,   Lord,  for  ever  thine, 

4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  blefs  the  fac.red  name 
Of  him  that  fits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lam'o. 

H  Y  M  N     CLXV. 

I    /*"S  LORY  be  to  God  on  high, 
VJ  God  whofc  glory  ffls  the  fkjr : 

Peace  on  earth  to  man  forgiv'ri, 
Man  the  well-belov'd  of  heaven.  ' 

5  Sov'reigrj  Father,   heav'nly  King, 
Thee  we  new  prefume  to  lirg  ;. 
Glad  thine  attributes  coniefs, 
Glorious  all  and  nuniberkfs. 

3  Had!  by  all  thy  work's  idor'd  ; 
Hail  !  thou  eveflafHhg  Lord  : 
Thee  with  thankful  hearts  we  prove, 
Lord  of  pow'r  and  Gel  of  iove  . 

4  Qiftft,  cur  Lord  and  &od  »ve  own  j 
Ghrift,  the  Father's  only  L-cn  : 
Lamb  of  God  l-r  tinners  (lain, 
Savicv  of  offending  man. 

5  Sow  frhine  ear,  in  mercy  bow, 
I".ar?  the  world's  Atonement  thou  ; 
JeltJus,  in  thy  name  we  pray, 
Take,  O  take  our  litis  away  1 


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f>   Pow'rful  Advocate  with  God, 
J uftify  us  by  thy  Hood  ! 
San&ify  us,   Lord,  2nd  blei's  ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  rightcouinefs. 

H  Y  M  N     CLXVI.     C.  M. 

3RAJ3E  ye  the  Lord,  y'  immortal  choirs 
That  fill  the  realms  above  * 
Prfeife  him  who  form'd  you  of  his  fires, 
And  feeds  you  with  his  love. 

2  Shine  to  his  praife,  ye  cryftal  fkies, 

The  floor  of  his  abode  ; 
Or  veil  in  (hades  your  tboufand  eyes 
Before  your  brighter  God. 

3  Thou  reftlefs  globe  of  golden  light, 

Whofe  beams  create  our  days, 
Join  with  the  filver  queen  of  night, 
To  own  your  borrow 'd  rays* 

A  Winds,  ye  (hall  bear  his  name  aloud 
Through  the  etherial  blue  ; 
For  when  his  chariot  is  a  cloud, 
Me  makes  his  wheels  of  you. 

5  Thunder,  and  hail,  and  (ire  and  dorms. 

The  troops  of  his  command, 
Appear  in  all  your  dreadful  forms, 
And  fpeak  his  awful  hand. 

6  Shout  to  the  Lord,  ye  furging  feas, 

In  your  eternal  roar  ; 
Let  wave  to  wave  rcfound  his  praife, 
And  lhore  reply  to  fliorc  : 


AND    PRAISE.  15! 

7  While  monfters,  fporting  on  the  flood, 

In  fcaly  filver  {nine, 
Speak  terribly  their  Maker,   God, 
And  lafli  the  foaming  brine. 

8  But  gentler  things  (ball  tune  his  name, 

To  fofter  notes  than  thefe  ; 
Young  zephyrs,  breathing  o'er  the  Ptream, 
Or  whifp'ring  thro'  the  trees. 

9  Wave  your  tall  heads,  ye  lofty  pines, 

To  him  that  bids  you  grow  : 
Sweet  clufters,  bend  the  fruitful  vines 
On  ev'ry  thankful  bough. 

10  Let  the  Oirill  birds  his  honours  raife, 

And  climb  the  morning  fky  ; 
While  grov'ling  beafls  attempt  his  praife, 
In  hoarfer  harmony. 

11  Thus  while  the  meaner  creatures  fing, 

Ye  mortals  take  the  found  ; 
Echo  the  glories  of  your  King, 
Through  all  the  nations  round. 

HYMN     CLXVII. 

1   nnHE  God  of  Abrah'm  praife, 
JL     Who  reigns  enthron'd  above  : 
Ancient  of  everlafting  days, 
And  God  of  love  : 
JEHOVAH,  GREAT  I  AM  i 
By  eaith  and  heav'n  confefs'd  ; 
I  bow  and  blefs  the  facred  Name, 
For  ever  bieft, 


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2  The  God  of  Abrah'm  praife, 

At  whole  fupreme  command 
From  earth  I  rife — and  ftek  the*joy& 
At  his  right-hand  ; 
I  all  on  earth  forfake, 
Its  wifdom.  fame,  and  pow'r: 
And  him  my  only  portion  make, 
My  fhicld  and  tow'r. 

3  The  God  of  Abrah'm  praife, 

Whofe  all-fufikient  grace 
Shall  guide  me  all  my  happy  days, 
In  all  my  ways  ; 
He  calls  a  worm  his  friend  ! 
He  calls  himfelf  my  God  ! 
And  he  mall  fave  me  to  the  end 
Through  Jefu's  blood  ! 

4  He  by  himfelf  hath  fworn, 

I  on  Ins  oath  depend, 
I  (hall  on  eagle's  wings  up-borne, 
To  heav'n  afcend  : 
I  (hall  behold  his  face, 
I  fhall  his  pow'r  adore, 
And  fing  the  wonders  of  his  grace 
For  evermore. 

HYMN     CLXVIII.     C.  M. 

1  "IV/TY  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 
XvJL   When  I  begin  thy  praife, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 

The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlaftin-    truft, 

Thy  goodnefs  I  adore  : 


AND    PRAISE.  155 

Send  down  thy  grace,  O  bleffed  Lord, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

S  My  feet  fhall  travel  all  the  length 
Of  the  celeftial  road  : 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  Rrength, 
To  fee  the  Lord  my  God. 

4  Awake,  awake  my  tuneful  pow'rs, 

With  this  delightful  long, 

And  entertain  the  darkeft  hours, 

Nor  think  the  feafou  long. 

HYMN     CLXIX. 

1  r  I  ^HIS,  this  is  the  God  we  adore, 

JL     Our  faithful  unchangeable  Friend  ; 
Whofe  love  is  as  great  as  his  pow'r, 
And  neither  knows  meafure  nor  end. 

2  'Tis  Jefus,  the  Firft  and  the  Laft, 

Whofe  Spirit  ihall  guide  us  fafc  home  ; 
We'll  praife  him  for  all  that  is  paft, 
And  trufl  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

HYMN     CLXX.     C.  M. 

1  TX  7HEN  all  the  mercies  of  my  God, 

V  V      My  rifing  foul  furveys  ; 
Why,  my  cold  heart,  art  thou  not  loft 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praife  ? 

2  Thy  providence  my 'life  fuftain'd, 

And  all  my  wants  redrefs'd  ; 

While  in  the  filcnt  womb  I  lay, 

And  hung  upon  the  bread : 


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3  To  all  ftiy  weak  complaints   and  cries 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear  ; 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learn'd 
To  form  themfelves  in  pray'r. 

4  Unnumber*d  comforts  on  my  foul 

Thy  tender  care  be  {low 'd  ; 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceiv'd 
From  whom  thole  comforts  flow'd. 

5  When  in  the  ilipp'ry  paths  of  youth, 

With  heedleis  (teps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unfeen,  convey'd  me  fafe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

6  Thro'  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and  deaths, 

It  gently  clear'd  my  way  ; 
And  thro'  the  pleating  fnares  of  vice, 
More  to  be  fear'd  than  they. 

7  Through  ev'ry  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  gocdnefs  I'll  purfue  ; 
And  after  death,  in  diftant  worlds, 
The  pleating  theme  renew. 

8  Through  all  eternity,  to  thee, 

A  grateful  fong  I'll  raife  ; 
But  O  !  eternity's  too  lhort 
To  utter  all  thy  praife. 

H  Y  M  N     CLXXI. 

1    ^"V  THOU  God  of  my  falvaticn, 
V-^  My  Redeemer  from  all  fin, 
Mov'd  to  this  by  great  companion, 
Yearning  bowels  from  within  : 
I  will  praife  thee  : 
Where  fhall  I  thy  praife  begin  ? 


AND     PRAISE.  157 

2  While  the  angel-choirs  are  crying, 

Glory  to  the  great  I  AM  ! 
I  vita  them  would  Hill  be  vying, 

Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb  I 
O  how  precious 
Is  the  found  of  Jefu's  name  I 

3  Now  I  fee,  with  joy  and  wonder, 

Whence  the  healing  ftreams  arofe  ; 
Angel-minds  are  loft  to  ponder 

Dying  love's  myfierious  caufe  ; 
Yet  the  bleffing, 
Down  to  all,  to  me  it  flows. 

A        Though  unfeen,  I  love  the  Saviour, 
He  almighty  grace  hath  fhown  ; 
Pardon'd  guilt  andpurchas'd  favour  I 
This  he  makes  to  mortals  known  ; 
Give  him  glory, 
Glory,  glory  is  his  own. 

5        Angels  now  are  hov'ring  round  us, 
Unperceiv'd  they  mix  the  throng, 
Wond'ring  at  the  love  that  crown'd  us, 
Glad  to  join  the  holy  fong  : 
Hallelujah, 
Love  and  praife  to  Ch.rifl  belong. 

HYMN     CLXX1I.     C.  M. 

1   TTOW  happy  ev'ry  child  of  grace, 
JLjL  Who  knows  his  fins  forgiv'n  I 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 
Ifeek  my  place  in  heav'n: 
O 


158  RfcjOlCIN'G 

A  country  far  from  mortal  fight  : 

Yet,  O  !  by  faith  1  fee 
The  land  of  reft,  the  faints'  delight, 

The  heav'n  prepar'd  for  me. 

3   O  what  a  bleifed  hope  is  ours  ! 

While  here  on  earth  we  flay, 
We  more  than  taile  the  heav'nlv  pow'rs, 

And  antedate  that  day  : 
We  i^el  the  refurreclion  near, 

Our  life  in  Chriil  conceal'd, 
And  with  his  glorious  prefence  here 

Our  earthen  vefTcls  fill'd. 

3   O  would  he  more  of  heav'n  beftow  ! 

And  when  the  vefTels  break  ; 
Our  ranfoin'd  fptrits  then  (hall  go, 

To  grafp  the  God  we  feek  : 
In  rapt'rous  awe  on  him  I'll  gaze, 

Who  bought   the  fight  for  me, 
And  fhout  and  wonder  at  his  grace 

Through  ail  eternity. 

HYMN     CLXXIII. 

1   T  TEAD  of  the  church  triumphant, 
JL_L  We  joyfully  adore  thee  : 
Till  thou  appear,  thy  members  here 
Shall  fing  like  thole  in  glory: 
We  lift  our  hearts  and  voices, 
With  blelt  anticipation  ; 
And  cry  aloud,  and  give  to  God 
Thcpraife  of  our  falVation. 


AND     PRAISE.  159 

2  While  in  affliction's  furnace, 
And  palling  through  the  fire, 

Thy  love  we  praife,  which  knows  no  days, 

And  ever  brings  us  nigher  : 

We  clap  our  hands,  exulting 

In  thine  almighty  favour  ; 

The  love  divine,  which  made  us  thine, 

Can  keep  us  thine  for  ever. 

3  Thou  doft  conduct  thy  people, 
Through  torrents  of  temptation  ; 
Nor  will  we  fear,  while  thou  art  near, 
The  fire  of  tribulation  : 

The  world,  with  fin  and  SataD, 

In  vain  our  march  oppofes  ; 

By  thee  we  {hall,  break  thro'  them  all, 

And  fing  the  long  of  Ivlofes. 

4  By  faith  we  fee  the  glory, 

To  which  thou  fbalt  reflore  us, 

The  crofs  defpife,  for  that  high  prize, 

W7hich  thou  ha  ft  fet  before  us  : 

And  if  thou  count  us  worthy, 

We  each,  as  dying  Stephen, 

Shall  fee  thee  ftand,  at  God's  right-hand, 

To  take  us  up  to  heaven. 

HYMN     CLXXIV.     S.  M. 

1  A  LMIGHTY  Maker,  God, 
jl  .I.    How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 
Thy  wonders  how  diffu.'d  abroad, 

Throughout  creation's  frame  I 

2  In  native  white  and  red, 

The  rofe  and  lily  fiand, 


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And  free  from  pride,  their  beauties  fpread, 
To  {how  thy  fkilful  hand. 

3  The  lark  mounts  up  the  iky, 

With  unambitious  fong  ; 
And  bears  her  Makers  praife  on  high, 
Upon  her  artlefs  tongue. 

4  Fain  would  I  rife  and  fing 

To  my  Creator  too  ; 
Fain  would  my  heart  adore  my  King, 
And  give  him  praifes  due. 

5  But  pride,  that  bufy  fin, 

Spoils  all  that  I  perform  ; 
That  pride  which  creeps  fecurely  in, 
And  fwells  a  haughty  worm. 

6  Thy  glories  T  abate. 

Or  praife  thee  with  defign  : 
Part  of  thy  favours  I  forget, 
Or  think  the  merit  mine. 

7  Create  my  foul  anew, 

Elfe  all  my  worfhip's  vain  ; 
This  wretched  heart  will  ne'er  prove  true 
Till  it  be  form'd  again. 

ft   Defcend,  celcftial  fire, 

And  feize  me  from  above  ! 
Wrap  me  in  flames  of  pure  defire, 
A  facrifice  of  love. 

9    Let  joy  and  worfiiip  fpend 
The  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
And  to  my  God,  my  foul  afcend, 
In  fweet  perfumes  of  praife. 


A  N  D    P  R  A I  S  E .  1  6  J 

HYMN     CLXXV. 

1  "IT}  EJOTCE  evermore  -with  angels  above, 
JL\  In  Jefus's  pow'r,  in  Jefus's  love  : 
With  glad  exultation  your  triumph  proclaim, 
Afcribing  falvation  to  God  and  the  Lamb  1 

2  Thou,  Lord,  our  relief  in  trouble  haft  been  : 
Had  fav'dusfrom  grief,  halt  fav'd  us  from  fin  : 
Thepow'roi  tfy  Spirit  Jjathfetour  hearts  fiee, 
And  now  we  inherit  all  fulnefs  in  thee. 

3  All  fulnefs  of  peace,  all  fulnefs  of  joy, 
And  fpiritual  blifsthat  never  fhall  cloy, 
To  us  it  is  given  in  Jefus  to  know 

A  kingdom  of  heaven,  a  heaven  below. 

A  No  longer  we  join,  while  tinners  invite  ; 
Nor  envy  the  fwine  their  brutifh  delight; 
Thc>r  joy  is  all  fadnefs,  their  mirth  is  all  vain  ; 
Their  laughter  is  madnd's,  their  pleafureispaiiu 

5   O  might  they  at  laft  with  forrow  return, 
The  pleafures  to  tafte  for  which  they  were  born  : 
Our  Jefus  receiving,  our  happinei's  prove, 
The  joy  of  believing,  the  heav'n  of  love. 

H  Y  M  N     CLXXVI. 


OT^T  I  in  ir 
Who  (ha 


my  heart  have  faid, 


Mount  to  Chriu,  my  gloricus  head, 
And  bring  him  from  the  iky  ? 
O  2 


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Borne  on  contemplation's  ■wing-, 
Surely  I  fhall  find  him  there, 

Where  the  angels  praife  their  King, 
And  gain  the  morning-ftar. 

2  Oft  I  in  my  heart  have  {'aid, 

Who  to  the  deep  fliall  Troop, 
Sink  with  Chrift  among-  the  dead, 

From  thence  to  biing  him  up  ? 
Could  I  but  my  heart  prepare, 

By  unfeign'd  humility, 
Chrift  would  quickly  enter  there, 

And  ever  dwell  in  me. 

3  But  the  righteoufnefs  of  fahh 

Hath  taught  me  better  things  : 
a  Inward  turn  thine  eyes"  (it  faith, 

While  Chrift  to  me  it  brings) 
"  Chrift  is  ready  to  impart 

"  Life  to  all,  for  life  who  figh  ; 
•c  In  thy  mouth,  and  in  thy  heart 

u  The  word  is  ever  nigh." 

H  Y  M  N     CLXXVII. 

1  /^\  Glorious  hope  of  perfect  love  ! 
V_/  It  lifts  me  up  to  things  above  ! 

It  bears  on  eagles'  wings  ; 
It     ives  my  ravifh'dfcul  totafte, 
And  makes  me  for  fome  moments  feifl: 

With  Jefus,  priefis,  and  kings. 

2  The  things  eternal  I  purfue, 
A  happinefs  beyond  the  view 

O  thofc  that  bafely  pant 


AND    PRAISE  163 

For  things  by  nature  felt  and  feen  : 
Their  honours,  wealth  and  plcafures  mean, 
I  neither  have  nor  want. 

3  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own  : 
Aftrangerto  the  world,  unknown, 

I  all  their  goods  defpife  : 
I  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
And  leek  a  country  out  of  fight, 

A  country  in  the  ik  es. 

4  There  is  my  houfe  and  portion  fair, 
My  treafnre  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home  ; 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  ftay, 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jefus  bids  me  come  ! 

5  I  come,  thy  fervant,  Lord,  replies, 
I  come,  to  meet  thee  in  the  ikies, 

And  claim  my  heav'nly  reft  ; 
Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end. 
Now,  O  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breaQ:  ! 

HYMN     CLXXVIII. 

1   ^7*E  fimple  fouls  that  dray 

I      Far  from  the  path  of  peace, 
That  unfrequented  way 

To  life  and  happinefs  ; — 
How  long  will  ye  your  folly  love, 

And  throng  the  downward  road, 
And  hate  the  wifdom  from  above. 
And  mock  the  ions  of  God  '. 


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2  Madnefs  and  mifery 

Ye  count  our  life  beneath, 
And  nothing  great  can  lee, 

Or  glorious  in  our  death  ! 
As  born  to  fuffer  and  to  grieve, 

Beneath  your  feet  we  lie, 
And  utterly  contenm'd  we  live, 

And  unlamented  die. 

3  Poor,  pen  five  fojourners, 

O'erwhelm'd  with  grief  and  woes, 
Perplex'd  with  needlefs  fears, 

And  pleafure's  mortal  foes  ; 
More  irkfome  than  a  gaping  tomb, 

Our  fight  ye  cannot  bear, 
Wrapt  in  the  melancholy  gloom 

Of  fanciful  defpair. 

4  So  wretched  and  obfeure, 

The  men  whom  yedefpife, 
So  foolifh,  weak,  and  poor, 

Above  your  fcorn  we  rife  : 
Our  confeience,  in  the  Holy  Ghoft, 

C?m  witnefs  better  things  ; 
For  he,  whole  blood  is  all  our  boaft, 

Hath  made  us  priefts  and  kings. 

5  Riches,  unfearchable, 

In  Jefu's  love  we  know, 
And  pleafures,  from  the  well 

Of  life,  our  fouls  o'erflow  ; 
From  him  the  fpirit  we. receive, 

Of  wifdom,  grace,  and  pow'r, 
And  always  forrowful  we  live. 

Rejoicing  evermore. 


AND     PRAISE.  l&S 

G  Angels  our  fervants  are, 

And  keep  in  all  our  ways, 
And  in  their  hands  they  bear 

The  facred  ions  of  grace  ; 
Our  guardians  to  that  hcav'nly  blifs. 

They  all  our  Heps  attend  ; 
And  God  liimfelf  our  Father  is, 

And  Jefus  is  our  Friend. 

7  With  him  we  walk  in  white, 

We  in  his  image  thine, 

Our  robes  are  robes  of  light, 


Our  righteoufnefs  d 


ivme 


On  all  the  mortal  kings  of  earth, 

With  pity  we  look  down, 
And  claim  in  virtue  of  our  birth, 


A  never-fading  crown, 


HYMN     CLXXIX. 

1  T  T  ARK  !  how  the  gofpsl-trumpet  founds 
XJL  Thro'  all  the  earth  the  echo  bounds  ! 
And  Jefus,  by  redeeming  blood, 

Is  bringing  fmners  back  to  God  ; 
And  guides  them  fafely  by  his  word 
To  endlefs  day. 

2  Hail  !  all-vi&orious  conqu'ring  Lord  ! 
Be  thou  by  all  thy  works  ador'd, 
Who  undertook  for  finful  man, 

And  brought  falvation  thro'  thy  name, 
That  we  with  thee  may  ever  reign, 
In  endlefs  day. 

S   Fight  on,  ye  conqu'ring  fouls,  fight 'on, 
And  when  the  conqueft  you  have  won, 


166  REJOICING,    he 

The  palms  of  vicVry  you  fhall  bear, 
And  in  his  kingdom  hare  a  Glare, 
And  crowns  of  glory  ever  wear, 
In  endlcfs  day. 

4   There  we  fhall  in  fweet  chorus  join, 
And  faints  and  angels  all  combine, 
To  fing  of  his  redeeming  love, 
When  rolling  years  (hall  ceafe  to  move, 
And  this  (hall  be  our  theme  above, 
1  In  endlefs  day. 

II  Y  M  N     CLXXX.     G.  M. 

1    T  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 
JL   And  ever  prays  for  me  ; 
A  token  of  his  love  he  gives, 
A    pledge  of  liberty. 

3   Thy  love  I  Coon  expect  to  find, 
In  all  its  depth  and  height. 
To  comprehend  th' Eternal  Mind, 
And  gndp  the  Infinite. 

3    When  God  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
O  f  p  a  r  a  d  i  i  e  p  o  i  fe  fs '  d , 
I  talle  unutterable  blifs, 
And  everlading  reft. 

H  Y  M  N     CLXXXI. 

1    TJAIL!    thou  once  defpi fed  jefus, 
JUL   Hail  thou  everiafnng  King  1 
Thou  did  (I  fuller  to  redeem  us  ; 

Thou  did  11  free  falvation  bring. 
Hail,  £hou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  fin  and  fhame  ! 


TRUSTING    IN,    Sec.  167 

By  thy  merits  we  find  favour  ; 
Life  is  given  thro'  thy  name. 

2  Pafchal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

AH  our  fins  on  thee  were  laid  : 
By  almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  haft  full  atonement  made  : 
All  thy  people  are  forgiven, 

Thro'  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  : 
Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven  ; 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 

3  Jefus,  hail,  enthron'd  in  glory, 

There  for  ever  to  abide  1 
All  the  heav'nly  hods  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  fide  : 
There  for  tinners  thou  art  pleading, 

There  thou  doftour  place  prepare  :  , 

Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

4    Worfhip,  honcur,  pow'r  and  blefling, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive  ; 
Loudeft  praifes,  without  ceafing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give  : 
Kelp,  ye  bright  angelic  fpirits  ! 

Bring  your  fweeteft,  nobleft  lays  ; 
Help  to  Grig  our  Saviour's  merits  ; 

Help  to  chant  Immanuel's  praiie. 

TRUSTING  IN  GRACE  AND  PROVIDENCE. 

HYMN     CLXXXIT. 

i   "T  TAIN  del  u  five  world  adieu, 
V     With  all  of  creature -good-,  j 


168  TltUSTIN*    IN    GRACE 

Only  Jefus  I  purfue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood  ! 
All  thy  pleaiure  I  forego, 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride  : 
Only  Jefus  will  I  know, 

And  Jefus  crucify'd  ! 

3   Other  knowledge  I  difdain, 

'Tis  all  but  vanity  : 
Ghrift,  the  Lamb  of  God,  was  flain, 

He  tatted  death  for  me  I 
Me  to  fave  from  endlefs  woe, 

The  fin-atoning  vi&im  dy'd  ? 
Only  Jefus  will  I  know, 

And  Jefus  crucify'd  I 

3  Here  will  I  fet  up  my  reft  ; 

My  fluctuating  heart, 
From  the  haven  of  his  breafty 

Shall  never  more  depart : 
Whither  fhould  a  finnergo? 

His  wounds  for  me  Hand  open  wide  ; 
Only  Jefus  will  I  know, 

And  Jefus  crucify'd  I 

4  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace, 

And  pleafure  without  end  ; 
This  is  all  my  hrippinefs 

On  Jtfus  to  depend  j 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 

And  ever  in  his  faith  abide  ; 
Only  Jefus  will  I  know, 

And  Jefus  crucify'd  ! 

5  0  that  I  could  all  invite, 

This  faving  truth  to  prove  : 


j\ND    PROVIDENCE.  1  6f 

Shew  the  length,  the  breadth,  and  height, 

And  depth  of  Jefu's  love  ! 
Fain  I  would  to  fihhers  fhow 

The  Stood  by  Faith  alone  apply'd  ! 
Only  Jefus  will  I  know, 

And  Jefus  crucify'd  ! 

HYMN     CLXXXIII.    C.  M. 

1  "TX7ITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

V  V     Of  our  High-Pritft  above  r 
His  heart  :s  made  of  tendernefs,    • 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2  Touch'd  with  a  fympathy  within, 

lie  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mean. 
For  he  hath  felt  the  fame. 


3  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flefh, 

Pour'd  out  ftrong  cries  and  tears  ; 
And  in  his  meafure  feels  afrefh, 
What  cv'ry  member  bears.    ' 

4  He'll  never  quench  the  fmoakiag  flax* 

But  raife  it  to  a  flame  ; 
The  bruiiVd  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  fcorns  the  meaneft  name. 

5  Then  let  cur  humble  faith  addrefs 

His  mercy  and  his  pow'r  ; 
We  (hail  obtain  deliv'ring  grace 
In  the  di fire  fling  hour. 
P 


170  TRUSTING     IN     GRACE 

HYMN     CLXXXIV.     L.  M. 

1  TESUS,  my  All,  to  hcav'n  is  gone, 
J|    He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon  : 
His  track  I  fee,  and  I'll  purfue 

The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  baniihmcnt : 
The  King's  highway  of  holinefs, 

I'll  £o,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  fought, 
And  mourn'd  becaufe  I  found  it  not : 
My  grief  a  burden  long  has  been, 
Bfccaufe  I  was  not  fav'd  from  fin. 

A  The  more  I  drove  againft  its  pow'r, 
I  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more  ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  fay, 
"  Come  hithrr,  foul,  I  am   the  way." 

5  Lo  !  glad  I  come  ;  and  thou,  bleft  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee,  whole  I  am  ; 
Nothing  but  fin  I  thee  can  give, 
Nothing  but  love  (hall  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  Tinners  round, 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found  j 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  fay,  "  Behold  the  way  to  God  l,f 

HYMN     GLXXXV.     G.  M. 

1   ~]\/l"Y  God,  my  portion  and  my  love, 
IVX  My  everlafting  All, 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heav'n  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 


AND     PROVIDENCE.  171 

2    Whit  empty  things  are  all  the  ikies, 
And  this  inferior  clod  ? 
There's  nothing  her?  deferves  my  joys, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God. 
S    In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  fun 
Scatters  his  feeble  light  ; 
'Tis  thy  fweet  beams  create  my  noon.; 
If  thou  withdraw,    'tis  night, 

4  And  w  hi  I  ft  upon  my  refllefs  bed, 

Among  the  {hades  I  roll, 
If  my  Redeemer  {hews  his  head, 
' T is  mor n i  n g  w i t h  m y  Fo u  1 . 

5  To  thee  we  owe  our  wealth  and  friends, 

And  health  and  fare  ab<       : 
Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things, 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain  a  toy  is  glitt'ring  wealth, 

If  once  compar'd  to  thee  ? 
Or  what's  my  fafety  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me  ? 

7  Were  I  poiTcrffor  of  the  earth, 

And  call'd  the  liars  my  own, 
Without  thy  graces,  and  thyfeif, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone, 

8  Let  others  ftretch  their  arms  like  feas, 

And  grafp  in  all  the  more, 
Grant  me  the  vilits  of  thy  face, 
And  I  deli  re  no  more. 


HYMN     CLXXXVI. 

1    CHILDREN  of  the  heav'nly  King, 
V->4    As  we  journey  let  us  fing  : 


172  TRUSTING    IN     GRACE 

Sing  our  Saviour's  worthy  praife, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways  I 

2  We  are  traveling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  : 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happinefs  fhall  fee. 

S  O  ye  banifli'd  feed  !  bo  glad, 
Chrift  our  Advocate  is  made  ; 
Us  to  lave,  our  flefl)  afTumes, 
Brother  to  our  fouls  becomes. 

4  Fear  not  brethren,  joyful  ftand    ■ 
On  the  borders  of  our  land  : 
Jefus  Chrifr,  our  Father's  Son, 
Bids  us  undifmay'd  go  on. 

5  Lord  !  obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  {till  will  follow  thee  1 

HYMN     CLXXXVII. 

1   /~\  What  fhall  I  do  my  Saviour  to  praife  ! 
V^/So  faithful  and  true,  fo plenteous  in  grace  ' 
So  ftrong  to  deliver,  fo  good  to  redeem. 
The  weakeft  believer  that  hangs  upon  him  1 

3  H^w  happy  the  man  whofe  heart  is  fet  free, 
The  people  that  can  be  joyful  in  thee  ; 
Their  joy  is  to  walk  in  the  light  of  thy  face, 
And  ftill  they  are  talking  of  Jefus's  grace. 

3  Their  daily  delight  fhall  be  in  thy  name, 
They  fhall  as  their  right  thy  right 'oufnefs  claim  : 


AND     rROVIDEKCE.  ITS 

Thy    righteoufnefs  wearing,    and  cleans'd  by 

thy  bk>od, 
Bold  [hall  they  appear  in  the  prefence  of  Gcd. 

4  For  thou  art  their  boaft,  theirglory  and  pow'r, 
And  I  alia  trail  to  lee  the  glad  hour, 

My  foul's  new  creation,  a  life  from  the  dead, 
The  day  of  falvation  that  lifts  up  my  head. 

5  For  Jefus  my  Lord  is  now  my  defence  ; 

I  truft  in  his  word,  none  plucks  me  from  thence  ; 
Since  I  have  found  favour,  he  all  things  wilt  do  ; 
My  King  and  my  Saviour  Hi  a  1 1  make  me  anew; 

6  Yes,  Lord,  I  frull  fee  the  blifs  of  thine  own, 
Thy  fecret  to  me  fna'i  foon  be  made  known  : 
For  forrow  and  fadnefs  I  joy  fhall  receive, 
And  ihare  in  the  gladnefs  of  all  that  believe. 

II  Y  M  N     GLXXXVIII.     L.  M. 

1  T"  JOW  do  thy  mercies  clofe  me  round  ! 
XI   For  ever  be  thy  name  adord  I 

In  ail  things  I  do  lb  abound  : 
The  fervant  is  above  his  Lord  ! 

2  Innur'd  to  poverty  and  pain, 

A  ruff'ringlife  my  Mafter  led  ; 
The  Son  of  God,  the  Son  of  Man, 
Ke  had  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

3  But  lo  !  a  place  he  hath  prepar'd 

For  me,  whom  watchful  angels  keep  ; 
Yea,  he,  himfelf,  becomes  my  "guard  ; 
He  fmeoths  my  bed,  and  gives  me  flcep. 
P  2 


174  TRUSTING    IN    6RAIE 

4  Jefus  prote&s  ;  my  fears  be  gone  ; 
What  can  the  Rock  of  ages  move  ? 
Safe  in  thine  arms  I  lay  rne  down, 
Thine  eveilafting  arms  of  love. 

3   While  thou  art  intimately  nigh, 

Who,  who  fhali  violate  my  reft  ? 
Sin,  earth,  and  hell,  I  now  defy  ; 
I  lean  upon  my  Saviour's  breaft. 

6  I  reft  beneath  th'  Almighty's  fhade, 

My  griefs  expire,  my  troubles  ceafe  : 
Thou,  Lord,  on  whom  my  foul  is  ftay'd, 
Wilt  krep  me  ftill  in  perfect  peace. 

7  Me  for  thine  own  thou  lov'ft  to  take 

In  time  and  in  eternity  : 
Thou  never,  never  wiU  forlVke 

A  helplefs  worm  that  trufts  in  thee. 

HYMN     CLXXXIX.     S.  M. 

1  f^%  OMM1T  thou  all  thy  griefs 
V>l    i\nd   vvays  into  his  hands, 

To  his  lure  truft  and  tender  care 
Wno  earth  and  hcav'n  commands  ; 
Who  points  the  clouds  their  cour&j 
Whom  winds  and  leas  obey  : 

He  Hull  direct  thy  wand  ring  feet, 
He  fhall  prepare  thy  way. 

2  Tliou  on  the  Lord  rely, 
So  iV.f    l!i  ;lt  thou  go  on  : 

Fix  on  hi,  work  lh>   ft  adfaft  eye. 
So  ihall  thy  wcrk  be  v,one  : 


AND    PROVIDENCE.  175 

No  profit  canfl  thou  gain 
By  felf-con  fuming  care  ; 
To  him  commend  thy  caufe,  his  ear 
Attends  the  fofteft  pray'r. 

Thine  everlafting  truth, 

Fathei*,  thy  ceafelefs  love, 
Sees  ail  thy  children's  wants,  and  knows 

What  bed  for  each  will  prove  ; 

And  whatfoe'er  thou  wiU'il, 

Thou  doft,  O  King  of  kings ! 
What  thine  unerring  wifdom  chofe, 

Thy  pow'r  to  being  brings. 

Thou  ev'ry  where  haft  way, 
A"-A  all  things  ferve"  thy  might  ; 

jfhine  cv  ry  act  pure  bleffing  is, 
Thy  path  unfully'd  light  : 
When  thou  arifeft,  Losi, 
What  fnall  thy  work  withftand  ? 

When  ail  thy  children  want,  thou  giv'fi:. 
Who,  who  (hall  (lay  th>  hand? 

H  Y  M  N     CXC.     S.  M. 

GIVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears, 
Hope,  and  be  undifmay'd,; 
God  hears  thy  figbs,  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  (hall  lift  up  thy  head  : 
Thrpngh  waves,  and  clouds,  and  ftorms; 
H;  gently  clears  thy  way  : 
Wait  thoii  his  time,  fo  (hall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

Still  heavy  is  thy  heart, 
Still  link  thy  {pints  down  ; 


176  TRUSTING    IW     GRACE 


Caft  off  the  weight,  let  fear  depart, 

And  ev'ry  care  be  gone  ; 

What  though  thou  rule  ft  not, 

Yet  heav'pj  and  earth,  and  hell 
Proclaim  God  litteth  on  the  throne, 

And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

S        Leave  to  his  fov'reigu  fway 

To  chufe  and  to  command  ; 
So  (halt  thou    wond'ring-,  own  his  way, 

How  wile,  how  ftrong  his  hand  I 

Far,  far  above  thy  thought, 

Kis  counfel  Qiall  appeaf, 
When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought, 

That  caus'd  thy  neediefs  fear. 

4       Thou  feefl:  our  weaknefs,  Lord, 
Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee  ; 
O  lift  thou  up  the  finking  head, 
Gonfirrq  the  feeble  knee  ; 
life,  in  death, 
fteadfaft  truth  declare; 
And  pubiiln  with  our  lateft  breath, 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

H  Y  M  N     CXCI.     L.  M. 

1  /"^  OD  of  my  life,  whofe  gracious  powV, 
\_T  Thro'  various  deaths  my  foul  hath  led  ; 
Or  L;'in*d  afide  the  fatal  hour, 

Or  lifted  up  my  finking  head  I 

2  In  ?M  my  ways,  thy  hand  I  own, 

Thy  ruling  Providence  I  fee  ; 
Afiift  me  ftill  my  courfe  to  run, 
And  full  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 


AND    PROVIDENCE.  I7f 

3  Whither,   O  whither  fhould  I  fly, 

But  to  my  loving;  Saviour's  bread  ; 
Secure-  within  thine  arms  to  lie, 

And  iafe  beneath  thy  wings  to  reft? 

4  I  have  no  fkill  the  fnare  to  fhun, 

But  thou,   O  Chrift  !  my  wifdora  art  ; 
I  ever  into  rum  run, 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 

3  Foofith,  and  impotent,  and  blind, 

Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known  ; 
Bring  me  where  T  my  heay'n  may  find, 
The  heav'n  of  loving  thee  alone. 

€   Enlarge  my  heart  to  make  thee  room  ; 
Enter,   and    n  me  ever  ftay  ; 
The  crooked  then  fhall  ftraight  become  t 
The  daricriefs  (hall  be  loft  in  day  I 

HYMN     CXCII. 

JEHOVAH-JIREH,  i.e.   The  Lord  will 
provide,  Gkn.  xxii.  14. 

1   nPHO'  troubles  a  flail,  and  dangers  affright, 
J,      Tho'  friends  fhould.  all  fail,  and  foes  all 
unite  ; 
Yet  one  thing  fecures  us,  whatever  betide, 
The  promife  allures  us,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

3  The  birds  without  barn  or  ftore-houfe  art  fed : 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  truft  for  our  oread  ; 
His  faints  what  is  fitting  {hall  ne'er  be  deity 'd, 
So  long  as  it's  written,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

3  We  all  may,  like  fhips.,  by  tempefts  be  toft 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  need  not  be  loft  : 


178  TRUSTING    IN     GRACE 

Tho'  Satan  enragep  the  wind  and  the  tide, 
Yet  f^ripture  engages,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

4  His  call  we  obey,  like  Abrah'm  of  old  : 

We  know  net  the  way,  but  faith  makes  us  bold  ; 

-  For  tho'  we  are  ftr^ngers,  we  have  a  fine  guide, 

And  truft  in  all  dangers,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

5  When  Satan  appears,  to  flop  up  our  path 
And  fill  us  with  fears,  we  triumph  by  faith  : 
He  cannot  take  from  us  (tho'  oft  he  has  tVy'd) 
The   heart-cheering  promife,  The  Lord,  will 

provide. 

6  He  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  is  in  vain, 
The  good  that  we  feek,  we  ne'er  fhall  obtain  : 
But   when   fuch  fuggeftions  our  graces   have 

try'd,  [provide. 

This  aniVers   all    queftions,   The   Lord  will 

7  No  ftrength  of  our  own, nor  gcodnefs  we  claim, 
Our  truft  is  all  thrown  on  Jefus's  name  ; 

In  this  our  ftrong  tower,  for  fafety  we  hide.  ; 
The  Lord  is  cur  power,  The  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

8  When  life  finks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
The  word  of  his  grace  fhall  comfort  Hi  through, 

Not  fearing  or  doubting,  with  Chrifl:  on   our 

fide,    "  [vide. 

We  hope  to  die  fronting,  The  Lord  will  pro- 

H  Y  M  N     CXCIII.  J 

'HE  Lord  my  pafture  /hall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  fhepherd's  care  : 
His  pee  fence  {ha  11  my  wan  is  ftipply, 
And  guard  ms  with  a  watchful  eye  : 


AND     PROVIDENCE.  \79\ 

My  noon-day  walks  he  flaall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hour?  defend. 
2   When  in  the  fultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirlty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary  wand* ring  Reps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  fpft  and  flow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landfkip  flow. 

S   Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overfpread, 
My  fleadfaft  hear.t  fliall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,   O  Lord,  art  with  me  ftill  ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  fliall  give  me  aid. 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  made. 

4  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious  lonely  wilds  I  ftray, 
Thy  bounty  fliall  my  pains  beguile  ; 
The  barren  wildernefs  ihall  finite, 
With  fudden  greens  and  herbage  crown'd, 
And  dreams  (hall  murmur  all  around. 

HYMN     CXCIV.  ■  C%M. 

1  /""^  OD  moves  in  a  niyfterioup  way, 
vJ*"   His  wonders  to  perforin  ; 

He  plants  his  footfteps  in  the  fea, 
And  rides  upon  the  Pterin. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  {kill, 
He  treafur.es  up  his  bright  defigns, 
And  works  his  fov 'reign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  faints,  freOi  courage  take, 

The  clouds  ye  fo  much  dread, 


180  TRUSTING    IN    GRACE 

Are  bio-  with  mercy,  and  (hall  break 
In  blefiings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord,  by  feeble  fenfe, 

Bat  truft  him  for  his  grace  : 
Behind  a  frowning  Providence 
He  hides  a  fmiling  face. 

5  His  purpofes  will  ripen  faft, 

Unfolding  ev'ry  hour  : 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  tafte, 
But  fweet  will  be  the  flow'r. 

6  BHnd  unbelief  is  fure  to  err, 

And  fcan  his  work  in  vain  : 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

HYMN    GXCV.     L.  M. 

1  /\  WAY,  my  unbelieving  fear  ! 

jLJl  Fear  fhall  in  m<*  no  more  have  place  $ 
My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear, 

He  hides  the  brightnefs  of  his  face  : 
But  fhall  I  therefore  let  him   50, 

And  balVly  to  the  tempter  yield  ? 
No,  in  the  ftrength  of  Jeius,   no, 

I  never  will  give  up  my  fhield. 

2  Although  the  vine  its  fruits  deny  ; 

Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil  ; 
The  with'i  ing  fig-trees  droop  and  die  ; 

The  fields  elade  the  tiller's   toil  ; 
Th.-  empcv  flail  no  herd  afford, 

And  p*rifh  all  the  bleating  race  { 
Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord, 

The  God  of  my  falvation  praifc. 


AND     PROVIDENCE.  181 

Barren  although  my  foul  remain 

And  no  one  bud  of  grace  appear  ; 
No  fruit  of  all  my  toil  and  pain, 

But  fin,  and  only  fin  is  here  : 
Although  my  gifts  and  comforts  loft, 

My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  fee  j 
Yet  will  I  in  my  Saviour  truft, 

And  glory  that  he  dy'd  for  me. 

In  hope  believing  againflhope, 

Jefus,  my  Lord,  my  God,  I  clainij 
Jefus,  my  ftrength,  fhall  lift  me  up, 

Salvation  is  in  Jefu's  name  ; 
To  me  he  foon  fhall  bring  it  nigh, 

My  foul  mall  then  out-ftrip  the  wind  ; 
On  wings  of  love  mount  up  on  high, 

And  leave  the  world  and  fin  behind. 

HYMN     CXCVI.     C.  M. 

STILL  for  thy  loving- kindnefs  Lord, 
I  in  thy  temple  wait  ; 
I  look  to  find  thee  in  thy  word, 
Or  at  thy  table  meet. 

Here  in  thine  own  appointed  ways 

I  wait  to  learn  thy  will  : 
Silent  I  ftand  before  thy  face, 

And  hear  thee  fay,  "  Be  ftill  !" 

"  Be  ftill  and  know  that  I  am  God!" 

'Tis  all  I  live  to  know  ! 
To  feel  the  virtue  of  thy  blood, 

And  fpread  its  praife  below  J 


183  TRUSTING     IN    GKACE 

4  I  wait  my  vigour  to  renew, 

Thine  image  to  retrieve  ; 
The  veil  of  outward  things  pafs  through, 
And  gafp  in  thee  to  live. 

5  I  work  and  own  the  labour  vain, 

Till  I  from  felf  fhall  ceafe  : 
I  drive  ;   and  fee  my  fruitlefs  pain, 
Till  God  creates  my  peace. 

6  Fruitlefs,  till  thou  thyfelf  impart, 

Muft  all  my  efforts  prove  ; 
They  cannot  change  a  finful  heart, 
They  cannot  purchafe  love. 

7  I  do  the  things  thy  laws  enjoin, 

And  then  the  ftrife  give  o'er; 

To  thee  I  then  the  whole  refign, 

And  trull  in  means  no  more.   • 

8  1  trull  in  him,  who  (lands  between 

The  Father's  wrath  and  me  ; 
Jefus,  thou  great  eternal  Mean, 
I  look  for  all  from  thee  ! 

HYMN     CXCVII.     L.  M. 

1  "FJEACE,  troubled  foul,  thou  need'fl  not 
JL  Thy  great  Provider  frill  is  near  ;  [fear  ; 
Who  fed  thee  lad,  will  feed  thee  {till, 

Be  calm,  and  fink  into  his  will. 

2  The  Lord  who  built  the  earth  and  fky, 
In  mercy  (loops  to  hear  thy  cry  : 

His  promife  all  may  freely  claim, 
"  Aik,  and  receive  in  Jefu's  name." 

3  His  {lores  are  open,  all,  and  free 
To  fuch  as  truly  upright  be  ; 


AND    PROVIDENCE.  1! 

Water  and  bread  he'll  give  for  food, 
With  all  things,  elfe  which  he  fees  good, 

4  Your  facred  hairs  which  are  fo  fmall, 
By  God  himfelf  are  number'd  all  ; 
This  truth  he's  publifh'd  all  abroad, 
That  men  may  learn  to  truft  the  Lord. 

5  The  ravens,  daily,  he  doth  feed, 

And  fends  them  food  as  they  have  need  ; 
Although  they  nothing  have  in  (tore, 
Yet  as  they  lack  he  gives  them  more. 

6  Then  do  not  feek  with  anxious  care, 
What  ye  fhall  eat,  or  drink,  or  wear  ; 
Your  heav'nly  Father  will  you  feed, 

f&He  knows  that  all  thefe  things  you  need. 

7  Without  referve  give  Chrift  your  heart  ; 
Let  him  his  righteoufnefs  impart  ; 
Then  all  things  elfe  he'll  freely  give  ; 
With  him  you  all  things  (hall  receive. 

8  Thus  (hall  the  foul  be  truly  bleft, 
That  feeks  in  God  his  only  reft  : 
May  I  that  happy  perfon  be, 

In  time  and  in  eternity  ! 

HYMN     CXGVIII. 

I    /~10ME  on,  my  partners  in  diftrefs, 
VJ    My  comrades  through  the  wildernefs, 

Who   (till  your  bodies  feel  ; 
A  while  forget  your  griefs  and  fears, 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
To  that  celeftial  hill. 

2   Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  fpace, 
Look  forward  to  that  heav'nly  place, 


184  TRUSTING     IN    «RACE 

The  faints'  fecure  abode  : 
On  faith's  fhong  eagle-pinions  life, 
And  force  your  paffage  to  the  fkies, 

And  feale  the  mount  of  God. 

3  Who  fuffer  with  our  Matter  here, 
We  fliall  before  his  face  appear, 

And  by  his  vide  fit  down  : 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  fure  : 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  crofs,  fliall  wear  the  crown. 

4  Thrice  blefled  blifs,  infpiring  hope  ; 
It  lifts  the  fainting  fpirits  up  : 

It  brings  to  life  the  dead  ! 
Our  conflicts  here  fliall  foon  be  party 
And  you  and   I  afcend  at  lafl 

Triumphant  with  our  Head. 

5  That  great  myfrerious  Deity 

We  foon  with  open  face  fhall  fee  ; 

The  beatific  fight 
Shall  fill  the  heav'nly  courts  with  praife, 
And  wide  difFufe  the  golden  blaze 

Of  everlaiting  light. 

6  The  Father  Alining  on   his  throne, 
The  glorious  co-eternal  Son, 

The  Spirit  one  and  fev'n, 
Conipire  our  rapture  to  complete  ; 
And  lo  !   we  fall  before  his  feet, 

And  filence  heightens  heav'n. 

7  In  hope  of  that  ecftatic  paufe, 
Jefus  we  now  fuftain  the  crofs, 

And  at  thy  footftool  fall, 


AND    PROVIDENCE.  185 

Till  thou  our  hidden  life  reveal, 
Till  thou  our  ravifh'd  fpirits  fill, 
And  God  is  all  in  all. 

HYMN     CXCIX.     C.  M. 

1  TESU3,  great  Shepherd  of  the  iheep, 
J    To  thee  for  help  we  fly  ; 

Thy  little  flock  in  fafety  keep, 
For  O  the  wolf  is  nigh  ! 

2  He  comes,  of  heJlilh  malice  full, 

To  fcatter,  tear,  and  flay  ; 
He  feizes  ev'ry  Araggling  foul, 
Ag  his  own  lawful  prey. 

3  Us  into  thy  protection  take, 

And  gather  with  thine  arm  ; 
Unlefs  the  fold  we  firfl:  forfake, 
The  wolf  can  never  harm. 

4  We  laugh  to  fcorn  his  cruel  pow'r, 

While  by  our  Shepherd's  fide  ; 
The  fheep  he  never  can  devour, 
Unlefs  he  firft  divide. 

5  O  do  not  fufFer  him  to  part 

The  fouls  that  here  agree  ! 
But  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heart, 
And  keep  us  one  in  thee  1 

6  Together  let  us  fweetly  live, 

Together  let  us  die  ; 
And  each  a  ftarry  crown  receive, 
And  reign  above  the  iky. 

QJ 


186  TRUSTING     lU     GRACE 

II  Y  M  N     CC. 

1  "1^ /TASTER,  I  own  thy  lawful  claim, 
jl  YiflL  Thine,  wholly  thine,   I  long  lo  be: 
Thou  feeft,  at  laft,  I  willing  a:n, 

rc't-r  thou  g'o'fl:  to  follow  thee  ; 
Myielf  in  all  things  to  deny  : 
Thine,  wholly  thine  to  live  and  die. 

2  Wkate'er  my  finful  flefli  requires, 

For  thee  I  cheerfully  forego  ; 
My  covetous  and  vain  defires, 

My  hopes  of  happinefs  below, 
My  fenfes'  and  my  paflions'  food, 
And  all  my  third  for  creature   good, 

3  Pleafure,  and  wealth,  and  praife,  no  more 

Snail  lead  my  captive  foul  aftray  j 
My  vain  purfuits  I  all  give  o'er, 

Thee,   only  thee,   reiolv'd  t'  obey ; 
Myfelf  in  all  things  to  refign, 
And  know  no  other  will  but  thine, 

4  All'pow'r  is  thine  in  earth  and  heav'n  j 

All  fulnefs  dwells  in  thee  alone  ; 

W  hate'er  I  have  was  freely  giv'u  ; 
Nothing  but  lin  I  call  my  own  : 
My  only  truft  is  in  thy  name, 
Thou  only  art  the  great  I  AM. 

5  Wherefore  to  thee  I  all  refign  ; 

Thou  art  my  Love,  my  Hope  and  Pow'r 
Thine  only  will  be  done,  not  mine  ! 

Thee,   Lord,  let  earth  and  heav'n  adore  ! 
Flow  back  the  rivers  to  the  fea, 
And  let  our  all  be  loft  in  thee  ! 


AND     PROVIDENCE.  1ST 

H  Y  M  N     CGI. 

1  /^AST  on  the  fidelity 
V^Ji  Of  my  redeeming  Lord, 

I  fhall  his  falvaticn  fee 

According-  to  his  won!  : 
C  :dence  to  his  word  Ijcjve, 

My  Saviour  in  diftreffes  paft. 
Will  not  now  his  fervant  leave. 

But  br;  laft. 

2  Brtter  than  my  c  irs 

To  me  thou  oft  hall  prov'd  : 
0:':  :ears, 

A.nd  challeng'd  t  'd  : 

Mercy  to  my  Sew, 

And  death  ungrafp'd     is  fainting  prey  ; 
Pain  before  thy  face  withdrew, 

Arid  forrow  fled  away. 

3  Now  asyefterday  the  fame, 

In  all  my  troubles  nigh, 
Jefus,  on  thy  word  and  name 

Ifteac  ly: 

Sure  as  now  the  grief  I  feel, 

The  promis'd  u  [hall  have  ; 

ain  to  fiiiners  tell 
pow'r  and  will  to  fave. 

4  To  thy  bis  fled  will 

I  llay'd  oo  that  alone, 
I  th 

hful  mercies   o^ 
Corapafe*d  round  with  fongs  of  praife, 

all  to  my  Redeemer  give  ; 
So.  ice, 

And  for  thy  glory  live. 


188  TllUSTING    IN    GRACE,    &C. 

HYMN     CCII.    L.  M. 

1  *  1  ^Hou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of  Peace, 

JL     For  thee  my  thirfty  foul  doth  pine  1 
My  longing  heart  implores  thy  grace  : 
O  make  me  in  thy  likenefs  mine  ! 

2  With  fraudlefs,  even,  humble  mind, 

Thy  will  in  all  things  may  I  fee  ! 
In  love  be  ev'ry  wiftj  refign'd, 

And  hallow'd  my  whole  heart  to  thee. 

3  When  pain  o'er  my  weak  ftefh  prevails, 

With  lamb-like  ^patience  arm  my  breaft  ; 
When  grief  my  wounded  foul  affails, 
In  lowly  meeknefs  may  I  reft. 

4  Clofe  by  thy  fide  ftill  may   I  keep, 

Howe'er  life's  various  currents  flow  ; 
With  fteadfaft  eye  mark  ev'ry  ftep, 
And  follow  thee  where'er  thou  go. 

5  Thou,  Lord,  the  dreadful  fight  haft  won  ; 

Alone  thou  haft  the  wine-prefs  trod  ; 

In  me  thv  ftiength'ning  grace  be  ffiown, 

O  may  I  conquer  through  thy  blood  1 

6  So,  when  on  Sion  thou  (halt  ftand, 

And  all  heav'n's  hofts  adore  their  King, 
Shall  I  be  found  at  thy  right  hand, 
And  free  from  pain  thy  glories  fmg. 

H  Y  M  N     CCIII.     L.  M. 

1    YESUS,  the  weary  wand'rer's  reft, 
J    Give  me  thine  eafy  yoke  to  bear  ; 
With  Tread  fa  ft  patience  arm  my  breaft, 
With  fpotlefs  love,  and  lowly  fea*» 


THE    CHRISTIANS    WARFARE.  189 

2   Thankful  I  take  the  cup  from  thee. 
Erepar'd  and  mingled  by  thy  fkill  ; 
Though  bitter  to  the  tafte  it  be, 
Pow'rful  the  wounded  foul  to  heal. 

°  Be  thou,  O  Rock  of  ages,  nigh  ! 

So  (hall  each  murmuring  thought  be  gone  I 
And  grief,  and  fear,  and  care  (hall  fly, 
As  clouds  before  the  mid-day  fun. 

4  Speak  to  my  warring  paflions,   "  Peace  ;" 

Say  to  my  troubled  heart,  "  Be  ftill  ;" 
Thy  pow'r.  my  ftrength  and  fortrefs  is, 
For  all  things  ferve  thy  fov'reign  will. 

5  O  death  !   where  is  thy  (Ving  ?   where  now, 

Thy  boafted  victory,   O  grave  ? 
Who  fhall  contend  with  God  ?    or  who 
Can  hurt  whowi  God  delights  to  fave  ? 


THE  CHRISTIAN'S  WARFARE. 
H  Y  M  N     CCIV.     S.  M. 

SOLDIERS  of  Chrift,  arife, 
And  put  your  armour  on, 
Strong  in  the  ftrength  which.  God  fupplics, 
Through  his  eternal  Sou  : 
Strong  in  the  Lord  of  hods, 
And  in  his  mighty  pow'r, 
Who  in  the  fcrength  of  Jefus  trufh, 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 


Stand  then  in  his  great  might, 
With  all  his  ftrength  endu'd, 


90  THE    CHRISTIAN'S    WARFARE. 

But  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 

The  panoply  of  God  ; 
That  having  all  things  done, 

And  aM  your  conflicts  pafl:, 
Ye  may  o'ercome  through  Chrilt  alone, 

And  ftand  entire  at  laft. 

Stand  then  againft  your  foes, 
In  clofe  and  firm  array  : 
Legions  of  wily  fiends  oppofe 
Throughout  the  evil  day  ; 
But  meet  the   fons  of  night, 
And  mock  their  vain  defign  ; 
Arm  in  the  arms  of  heav'nly  light, 
Of  righteoufnefs  divine  : 

Leave  no  unguarded  place, 
No  weaknefs  of  the  foul  : 
Take  ev'ry  virtue,  ev'ry  grace, 
And  fortify  the  whole  ; 
But  above  all,  lay  hold 

On  faith's  victorious  fliield  : 
Arm'd  with  that  adamant  and  gold, 
You're  lure  to  win  the  field. 

HYMN     CCV.    S.  M. 

INDISSOLUBLY  join'd, 
To  battle  all  proceed  ; 
But  arm  yourselves  with  all  the  mind, 
That  was  in  Chrift  your  head  : 
If  faith  furrcund  your  heart, 
Satan  (hall  be  fubdu'd, 
Repell'd  his  ev'ry  fiery   dart, 

And  quench'd  with  Jefu's  blood. 


THE     CHRISTIAN'S     WARFARE.  1*1 

2  Jcfus  hath  dy'd  for  you  ! 

What  caa  his  love  withuand  ? 
Believe  !  hold  fafh  your  fhield,  and  who 

Shall  pluck  you  from  his  hand  ? 
Believe  that  Jefus  reigns, 

All  pow'r  to  him  is  giv'n  : 
Believe,  till  freed  from  fin's  remains  : 

Believe  yourfelves  to  heav'n  I 

3  To  keep  your  armour  bright, 

Attend  with  conltant  care  ; 
Still  walking  in  your  Captain's  fight, 

And  watching  unto  pray'r  ; 
Ready  for  all  alarms, 

Steadfaflly  fet  your  face, 
And  always  exercife   your  arms, 

And  ufc  your  ev'ry  grace. 

4  Pray  !  without  ceafing,  pray, 

(Your  Captain  gives  the  word) 
His  fummons  cheerfully  obey, 

And  call  upon  the  Lord  : 
To  God  your  ev'ry  want, 

In  inifant  pray'r  difplay  ; 
Pray,  always  pray,  and  never  faint, 

Pray  !  without  ceafing,  pray. 

HYMN     CCVI.     S.  M. 

1   TT  ARK  1  how  the  watchmen  cry  : 
JlJl  Attend  the  trumpet's  found  : 
Stand  to  your  arms  !  the  foe  is  nigh  ! 

The  pow'rs  of  hell  furround  : 
Who  bow  to  Chrift's  command, 

Your  arms  and  hearts  prepare  ; 


192        the  christian's  warfare. 

The  day  of  battle  is  at  hand  I 
Go  forth  to  glorious  war  I 

2  See  on  the  mountain-top, 

The  ftapdard  of  our  God  ! 
In  Jeiu's  name  I  lift  it  up, 

All  ttain'd  with  hallow'd  blood  ! 
His  itandard-bearer,   I, 

To  all  the  nations  call  : 
Let  all  to  Jcfu's  crofs  draw  nigh  '. 

He  bore  the  crofs  for  all. 

3  Go  up  with  Chrifl:  your  Head, 

Your  Captain's  footfteps  fee  : 
Follow  your  captain,  and  be  led 

To  certain  victory  : 
All  povv'r  to  him  is  giv'n  : 

He  ever  reigns  the  fame: 
Salvation,  happinefs,  and  heav'n, 

Are  all  in  Jeiu's  name. 

4  Only  have  faith  in  God  ; 

In  faith  your  foes  affail  : 
Not  wreftling  againft  flelh  and  blood, 

But  all  the  pow'rs  of  hell  : 
From  thrones  of  glory  driv'n, 

By  flaming  vengeance  hurl'd, 
They  throng  the  air,  fallen  from  heav'n 

They  rule  th«  lower  world. 

HYMN     CGVII.     C.  M. 

Christian  Soldier, 

1      /I   MI  a  foldier  of  the  crofs, 
jLjl  A  foll'wer  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  (hall  I  fear  to  own  his  caufe, 
Or  blulh  to  {peak  his  name  ? 


THE    CHRISTIAN'S   WARFARE.  19 

J   Mutt  I  be  carry 'd  to  the  ikies, 
On  flow'ry  beds  of  eafe  ; 
Whilft  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  fail'd  thro'  bloody  leas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Mult  I  not  item  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure,   I  muft  fight,  if  I  would  re 


i2*n 


„._,   _      —  ~0„_,  .-  _   .. 

Increafc  my  courage.   Lord  ; 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5   Thy  faints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
Shall  conquer,  tho'  they  die  ; 
They  fee  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  feize  it  with  their  eye, 

*   When  that  illuftrious  day  {hall  rife, 
And  all  thy  armies  fhine 
In  robes  of  vicl'ry  through  the  fkies, 
The  glory  ihall  be  thine. 

HYMN     CGVIII.     C.  M. 

1  1I7HEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

V  V     To  manuons  in  the  ikies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  ev'ry  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  again  ft  my  foul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurl'd, 
Then  I  can  fmile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 
R 


194  DIVINE    GOODNESS 

3  Let  cifjfyt  like  a  wild  delude  come, 

Let  {•orms  of  for  row  fail  ; 
So  I  but  lately  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heav'n,  my  all  : 

4  There  I  (hall  bathe  my  weary  foul, 

In  feas  of  heav'nly  reft, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Acrofs  my  peaceful  breaft. 

DIVINE  GOODNESS  IN  REDEMPTION. 

H  Y  M  N     CCIX.     C.  M. 
EHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
Nail'd  to  the  fhameful  tree  : 
How  vaft  the  love  that  him  inclin'd 
To  bleed  and  die  for  thee  ! 

2  Hark,  how  he  groans  I  while  nature  (hakes, 

And  earth's  ftrong  pillars  bend! 
The  temple's  veil  in  funder  breaks, 
The  folid  marbles  rend. 

3  'Tis  done  !   the  precious  ranfbm's  paid, 

'•  Receive  my  foul  1"  he  cries  ; 
See,   where  he  bows  his  jacred  head  I 
He  bows  his  head,  and  dies! 
<4   But  foon  he'll  break  death's  envious  chain. 
And  in  full  glory  fliine  ; 
O  Lamb  of  God  !   was  ever  pain, 
Was  ever  love  like  thine  1 

H  Y  M  N     CCX, 

1    jf~\  Love  divine  1  what  haft:  thou  done  ! 
*.../■    Jefns  my  Lord  hath  dy'd  for  me  ! 
Father's  co-eternal  Son 
e  all  my  fins  upon  the  tree  : 


7\     REDEMPTION.  195 

Th'  atoning  Lamb  for  me  hath  dy'd  ; 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucify'd. 

2  Behold  him,  all  ye  tbatpafs  by, 

The  bleeding  Prince  of  life  and  peace  ! 
Come  fee,  ye  worms,  your  Saviour  die, 

And  fay  was  ever  grief  like  his  ! 
Come  feel,  with  roe,  his  blood  apply'd  ; 
My  Lord,  my  Love  is  crucify'd. 

3  Is  crucify'd  for  me  and  you, 

To  bring  us  rebels  back  to  God  : 
Believe,  Relieve  the  record  true, 

Ye  all  are  bought  with  Jefu's  blood: 
Pardon  for  all  flow;  from  his  fide  : 
My  Lord,  n.y  Love,  is  crucify'd. 

4  Then  let  us  fit  beneath  his  crofs. 

And  gladly  catch  the  healing  ftream  ; 
•  All  things  for  him  account  but  lofs, 

And  give  up  all  our  hearts  to  him  ; 
Of  nothing  think  or  ipeak  be  fide, 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucify'd. 

H  Y  M  N     CCXL     L.   M. 

1  f[~^\F  him  who  did  falvation  bring, 
\^r    I  could  forever  think  and  fing  ; 
A  rife,  ye  guilty,  he'll  forgive  ; 

A  rile,  ye  needy,   he'll  relieve. 

2  Afk  but  his  grace,   and  lo  !  'tis  giv'n  ; 
Alk,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heav'n  ; 
Tho'  fin  and  farrow  wound  my  foul, 
Je-Uj,  thy  balm  will  make  it  whole. 

3  To  frame  our  fins  he  blufh'd  in  blood, 
He  clos'd  his  eve3  to  fiiew  us  God  ; 


196  DIVINE     GOOBNESS 

Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know, 
That  none  but  God  iuch  love  can  fhovr. 

4   'Tis  thee  I  love,  for  thee  alone 
I  fhed  rny  tears  and  make  my  moan  ; 
Where'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  my  love. 

£    Infatiate  to  this  fpring  I  fly  ; 
I  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry  ; 
Ah  !   who  againft  thy  charms  is  proof? 


HYMN     CCXII. 


1  /\  LL  ye  that  pafs  by,  to  Jefus  dratf  Jiigh  ; 

JLjLToyou  is  it  nothing  that  Jefus  lhoulddie? 
Your  i-anfom  and  peace,  your  furety  he  is, 
Come  fee  if  there  ever  was  forrow  like  his. 

2  For  what  you  have  cone,  his  blood  mull  atone; 
The  Father  hath  jsuniflfd  for  you  his  dear  Son  : 
Tilts  Lord,  in  the  day  of  his  anger,  did  lay 
Your  fins  on  the  Lamb,  and  he  bore  them  away. 

3  He  anfvver'd  for  all,  O  come  at  his  call. 
And  low  at  his  crofs  vvith  aftoniflimeht,  fall. 

Lift  up  your  eyes,  at  Jefus's  cries, 
Give  he  ftiSers,  immortal  he  dies. 

4  He  dies  to  atone  for  fins  not  his  own,   [done* 
Your  debt  he  hath  paid,  and  your  work  he  ha  ii 
Yet  all  may  receive  tke  peace  he  did  leave, 
Who  made  intcrceffion,  "  My  Father,  forgive." 


IN    REDEMPTION.  197 

5  For  you  and  for  me  he  pray'd  on  the  tree  ; 
His  prayer  is  accepted,  the  (Inner  is  free. 
The  Gnner  am  I,  en  Chrift  I  re]y, 

And  come  for  the  pardon-,  God  cannot  deny. 

6  i\Iy  pardon  I  clain  ;   a  (inner  I  am, 
A  (inner  believing  in  Je  Pas's  name* 

He  purchas'd  the  grace,  which  now  I  embrace  ; 

0  Father,  thou  knoW'-l  he  hath  dy'd  in  my  place  : 

7  His  death  is  my  plea,  my  advocate  fee,  [mc, 
And  hear  the  blood  fpeafc  that  hath  anfwer'd  for 
Acquitted  I  was,  when  he.,  oil  the  crofs, 

In  agonies  died  to  carry  my  catife. 

HYMN     CGXIII.     L.  1,1. 

1  TTE  dies,  the  Friend  of  fi noers  dies  ! 

_L  JL  Lo  '   Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ; 
A  folemn  darknefs  veils  the  ikies  ! 

A  fudden  trembling  ihakes  the  ground  1 
Come,  faints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 

For  him  whogFoan'd  beneath  yjour  load  : 
He  flied  a  thoufan!^  drops  for  yon, 

A  thoufand  drops  or"  richer  blood. 

2  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  man  1 
But  lo,!  what  fudden  joys  we  fee  ; 

Jefus,   the  dead  revives  again  1 
The  riling  Go:!  for  fakes  the  tomb  : 

(In  vain  the  tomb  forbids  his  rife) 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home. 

And  fiiout  him  welcome  to  the  ikies. 

3  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  faints,  and  tell, 

How  high  vou'-    •  „  .t  Deliv'rer  reigns  ; 
R  2 


198  DIVINE     GOODNESS 

Sing-  bow  he  fpoil'd  the  hoHs  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monfter  death  in  chains  ! 

Say,  "  Live  for  ever,  wond'rous  King! 
"  Born  to  redeem,   and  ftrong  to  five!" 

Then  afk  the  inonfter — t;  Where's  thy  fting  ? 
"  And  there's  thsyvi&'ry, beading- grave?" 

H  Y  M  N     CCXIV.     C.  M. 
1    TTJLUNG'D  in  a  gulf  of  dark  defpair, 
JL       We  wretched  tinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 
.    'O,-  fpark  of  glimm'ring  day. 
2'  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  cfgrs.ee 
Behetd  our  helplefs  grief: 
He  faw  and  (O  amazing  love  !) 
Fie  ran  to  our  relief. 

.3   Down  from  the  firming  feats  above 
With  joyful  hafle  he  lied  ; 
Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  fed), 
And  dwtlr  among  the  dead. 

4  O  !    for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills, 

Their  lafting  fdence  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praifes  fpeak. 

5  Angels  alTiffc  our  mighty  joys. 

Strike  all  your  harp*  of  gold  : 
But  when  you  raile  your  higheft  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

H  Y  M  N     CCXV. 

GOD   of  all    grace,    thy  gooJncfs   we 
praife  ; 
Thy  Son  thou  haft  given  to  die  in  our  place  ! 


IK    REDEMPTION.  199" 

With  joy  we  approve  thy  wonderful  love  : 
A  wonder  on  earth,  and  a  wonder  above. 
2   Tongue  cannot  explain  the  love  of  God-man, 
Which  th'  angels  deftfe  to  look  into  in  vain  ; 
It  dazzles  our  eyes,  thought  cannot  jyife, 
To  find  out  a  caufe  why  the  Son  of  God  dies. 

S   By  pity  inclin'd  he  dy'd  for  mankind  : 
The  ground  of  his  pity  wjiat  feraph  can  find  ! 
He  came  from  above  our  curie  to  remove  : 
Pie  lov'd,  he  hath  lov'd  us,  becaufe  he  would  love. 

4  Love  mov'dhimto  die,  on  this  we  rely%^ 
He  lov'd,  he  hath  lov'd  us,  we  cannot  tell  why-;. 
But  this  we  can  tell,  lie  lov'd  us  fo  well. 

He  laid  down  his  life  to  redeem  us  from  hell. 

5  He  ranfom'd  our  race  ;  O  how  {hall  v/a  praife, 
Or  worthily  ling  thy  uhfpeaicaMe  grace  ! 
We'll  nothing-  elfe  know,  in  this  world  below, 
But  iinging  thy  praife  to  thy  para^ife  go. 

6  And  when  we  remove  to  manfions  afa'oYe, 
Our  heaven  (hall  (till  be  to  fing  o'i  thy  love  : 
When  time  is  no  mere,  we  ffill  fli.all  adore 
The  ocean  of  love  without  bottom  or  ihore* 

7  Ere  long  we  fhall  fly  to  regions  on  high, 
For  Jfrael's  Strength  cannot  vary  or  lie  ; 

He  foen  fhall  appear,  he  more  than  draws  near  : 
Our  Jefus  is  come  and  eternity's  here  ! 

H  Y  M  N     GCXVt;    C.  $t.    Goo&'pidaf. 

LAS  !   and  did  my  S.tviour  bleed  I 
And  did  my  Soy  'reign  die  ! 
Would  he  devote  that  facred  head, 
l7or  fuch  a  worm  as  I  ? 


200  DIVINE    GOODNESS,   Sec. 

2   Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done, 
He  groan 'd  upon  the  tree  ! 
Amazing  pity  !   grace  unknown  I 
And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

S    Well  might  the  fun  in  darknefs  hide, 
And  (hut  his  glories  in  ; 
When  Ghrifr,  tbe  mighty  Saviour  dy'd 
Fur  man  the  creature's  fin  ! 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  b la  flung  face, 

While  kis  dear  crol's  appears  : 
DifTolvc  my  heart  in  thankful riefs, 

And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  ; 
Here,    Lord,    I  l  ive  myiclf  away  ; 
'  Tib  ail  that  I  can  do. 

H  Y  I\I  N     CCXVII. 

1  "\7"E  heavens  rejoice  in  JefWs  grace, 

_X  Let  earth  make  a  noife  and  echo  his  praife ; 
Our  a!l-!oving  Saviour  hath  pacify'd  God, 
And  paid  for  his  favour  the  price  of  his  blood. 

2  Ye  mountains  and  vales,  in  praifes  abound, 
Ye  hills  and  ye  dales,  continue  the  found  : 
Break  forth  into  [inging  ye  trees  of  the  wood, 
For  Jefus  is  bringing"  loll  finnerS  to  God. 

•    Atonement  he  made  for  every  one, 
The  debt  he  hath  paid,  the  work  he  hath  done  ; 
Shout  all  the  creation,  below  and  abo\ 
Afcribing  faivation  to  Jefus's  love. 


CHRISTIAN-    FELLOWSHIP,   ScC  201 

4   His  mercy  hatb  brought  fal  ration  to  all, 
Whotakeitunbougbt,  hefrees  them  from  thrali. 
Throughout  the  believer,  his  glory  difplays, 
And  perfects  for  ever,  the  veffeb  of  grace. 


CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP 

AND  SOCIETY  MEETING. 

LI  Y  M  N     CCXVIII.     S.  M. 

AND  are  we  yet  alive  ? 
And  fee-  each  other's  face  ? 
Glory  and  praife  to  Jefus  give, 

For  his  redeeming  grace  ! 
Preferv'd  by  pow'r  divine, 

To  feel  falvation  here. 
Again  in  JeftTs  praife  we  join, 
And  in  his  fight  appear. 

What  troubles  have  we  feen  ! 

What  conflicts  have  v/c  part  ! 
Fightings  without  and  fears  with  In, 

Since  we  aSethbled  la.it  ; 
Bat  out  of  all  the  Lord 

Hath  brought  us  by   his  Love  ; 
And  uill  he  doth  his  help  afibrd, 

And  hide  cur  life  above. 

Then  let  us  make  cur  boaft 

Of  his  redeeming  pow'r, 
Which  faves  us  to  the  uttermofr, 

Till  v.e  fhall  iin  no  more  ; 
Let  us  take  up  the  crofs, 

Till  we  the  crown  obtain, 


202  CHRISTIAN     FELLOWSHIP 

And  gladly  reckon  all  things  lofs, 
So  we  but  Jefus  gain. 

H  Y  M  N     CCXIX. 

i        /^OME  away  to  the  fkies  ! 

\^JL   My  beloved,  arife, 
And  rejoice  in  the  day  thou  wall  born  ; 

On  this  feftival  day, 

C ope  exulting-  away, 
And  with  Gnging  to  Sion  return  ! 

2        We  have  laid  up  our  love 
And  our  treafure  above, 
Though  our  bodies  continue  below  : 
The  redeem'd  of  the  Lord, 
We  re m e m b e r  H i s  w o  r d , 
And  with  fingiag  to  pa:  ad;  fe  go. 

.3       Now  with  Hngiiig  we  oraife 
The  original  grace, 

By  our  heavenly  Father  beftow'tl  ; 
V 'e  our  being  receive 
From  his  bounty,   and  live 

To  the  honour  and  glofy  of  God. 

4  For  thy  glory  we  were 
Firft  created,  to  (liare 

B(oth  the  nature  and  kingdom  divine  ! 
Now  created  again, 
That  our  fouls  may  remain 

Throughout  time  and  eternity  thine. 

5  We  with   thanks  do  approve 
The  defigu  of  thy  1  >\  e, 

Which  hath  join'd  us  in  Jefus's  name  ; 


A>TD     SOCIETY    MEETING.  203 

So  united  in  heart, 
That  we  never  can  part, 
Till  we  meet  at  the  feaft  of  the  Lamb. 

6  There,  O  !  there  at  his  feet, 
We  (hall  fuddenly  meet, 

And  be  parted  in  body  no  more  ! 

We  (hail  ling  to  cur  lyres, 

With  the  heavenly  choirs, 
And  our  Saviour  in  glory  adore. 

7  Hallelujah  we  fing 

To  our  Father  and  King, 
And  his  rapt'rous  praifes  repeat  ; 

To  the  Lamb  that  was  {lain 

Hallelujah  again, 
Sing  all  heaven,  and  fall  at  his  feet. 

t        In  affuranee  of  hope 

We  to  Jelus  look  up, 
Till  his  banner's  unfurl 5d  in  the  air  ; 

From  our  graves  we  {hall  fee, 

And  cry  cut,   "  It  is  he  [» 
And  fly  up  to  acknowledge  him  there. 

H  Y  M  N     CCXX. 

1  /~*10ME  let  us  anew  our  journey  purfue, 
V_>i    With  vigour  arife, 

And  prefs  to  our  permanent  place  in  the  {kies  ; 
Of  heavenly  birth  tho'  wand'ring  en  eaith, 

This  is  not  our  place, 
But  ftrangers  and  pilgrims  ourfelves  we  cor.fefs. 

2  At  Jefus's  call  \>e  give  up  our  all, 

And  dill  we  forego, 
For  Jtfus's  fake,  our  enjoyments  below  ; 


2<D4  CHRISTIAN    FELL0W5KIV 

No  longing  we  find  for  th'  country  behind; 

But  onward  we  move, 
And  ftill  we  are  feeking  a  country  above. 

3  A  country  of  joy,  that  has  no  alloy  ; 
We  thither  repair, 

Our  hearts  and  our  treafure  already  are  there. 
We  inarch  hand  in  hand  t'  Iramanuel's  land  ; 

No  matter  what  cheer 
We  meet  with  on  earth,  for  eternity's  near! 

4  The  rougher  our  way*  the  fhorter  our  Hay  ; 
The  tempefts  that  rife 

Shall  glerioufly  hurry  our  fouls  to  the  fides  ; 
The  fiercer  the  blaff,  the  fooner  'tis  paft ; 

The  troubles  that  come, 
Shall  come  to  our  refcue,  and  haften  us  home. 

HYMN     CGXXT. 
1        i^fOME  and  let  us  afcond, 
V_>4    My  companion  and  friend, 
To  partake  of  the  banquet  above  I 
If  thy  heart  be  as  mine. 
If  for  Jefus  it  pine, 
Come  up  into  the  chariot  of  love. 

5  Who  in  Jefus. confide, 
We  are  bold  to  out-ride 

All  the  dorms  of  affliction  beneath! 

With  the  prophet  we  ibar 

To  the  heavenly  fliore, 
And  out-fly  all  the  arrows  of  death. 

3        As  by  faith  we  are  come 
To  our  permanent  home, 
And  by  hope  wc  the  rapture  improve  : 


AND    SOCIETY   MEETING.  20$ 

And  by  love  wt  {till  rife, 
And  look  down  on  the  ikies, 
For  the  heaven  of  heavens  is  love. 

4        Who  on  earth  can  conceive, 
In  what  pleafure  we  live 
In  the  palace  of  God,  the  great  King  ! 
What  a  concert  of  praife, 
When  our  Jelus's  grace 
The  whole  heavenly  company  fing  ! 

>        What  a  rapturous  fong, 
When  the  glorify'd  throng 
In  the  fpirit  of  harmony  join  ; 
When   celeftial  choirs 
With  hearts,  voices,  and  lyres, 
Do  ail  Ting  of  his  mercy  divine. 

i        Hallelujah,  they  cry, 
To  the  King  of  the  iky, 
To  the  great  everlaitiug  I  AM  ! 
To  the  Lamb  that  was  flain, 
And  now  liveth  again, 
Hallelujah  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 

See  the  Lamb  on  the  throne, 

Lo  !  fce  dwells  with  his  own, 
And  to  rivers  of  pleafure  he  leads  ; 

With  his  mercy's  full  blaze, 

With  the  fight  of  his  face, 
Our  beatify'd  fpirits  he  feeds. 

Let  our  foreheads  proclaim 
His  ineffable  name  ; 
And  ourbpdies  his  glory  difplay  ; 
S 


206  CHRISTIAN    FELLOWSHIP 

Through  a  day  without  night, 
We  will  read  in  his  fight, 
And  eternity  feems  as  a  day  ! 

H  Y  M  N     CCXXII.     G.  M. 

1  ^^RY  us,  O  God,  and  fearch  the  ground 

JL     Of  ev'ry  finful  keart  ; 
Whate'er  of  tin  in  us  be  found, 
O  bid  it  all  depart  ! 

2  When  to  the  right  or  left  we  ftray, 

Leave  us  not  comfortlefs  ; 
But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 
Of  everlafting  peace. 

3  He^p  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Each  other's  crofs  to  bear  ; 
L§t  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 

And  feel  his  brother's  care. 
A,  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up, 

Our  little  flock  improve  ; 
Incrcafe  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 

And  perfecl  us  in  love. 

5  Up  into  thee,  our  living  head, 

Let  us  in  all  things  grow  ; 
Till  thou  haft  made  us  free  indeed, 
And  fpotlefs  here  below. 

6  Then,  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrought, 

Receive  thy  ready  bride  ; 

Give  us  in  heav'n  a  happy  lot 

With  all  the  landify'd. 

HYMN     CCXXIII. 

1   r-pHOU  God  of  truth  and  love, 
JL     We  feck  thy  perfedt  way, 


AND    SOCIETY    MEETING.  207 

Ready  thy  choice  t'  approve, 

Thy  providence  t'  obey  ; 
Enter  into  thy  wife  dcfign, 
And  fweetly  lofe  our  will  in  thine. 

2  Why  haft  thou  caft  our  lot 

In  the  fame  age  and  place  ? 
And  why  together  brought 

To  fee  each  other's  face  ; 
To  join  with  fofteft  fympathy, 
And  mix  our  friendly  fouls  in  thee  ? 

3  Didft  thou  not  make  us  one, 

That  we  might  one  remain, 
Together  travel  on, 

And  bear  each  other's  pain  ; 
Till  all  thy  utmofl  goodnefs  prove, 
And  rife  renew'd  in  perfect  love  ! 
A   Surely  thou  didft  unite 

Our  kindred  fpirits  here, 
That  all  hereafter  might 

Before  thy  throne  appear  : 
Meet  at  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb, 
And  all  thy  glorious  love  proclaim. 

5  Then  let  us  ever  bear 

The  bk-ffed  end  in  view, 
Aud  join  with  mutual  care, 

To  fight  our  paflage  through  ; 
And  kindly  help  each  other  on. 
Till  all  receive  the  ftarry  crown* 

6  O  may  thy  Spirit  feal 

Our  fouls  unto  that  day  ! 
With  all  thy  fulnefs  fill,  ' 
And  then  tranfport  away  ! 


20S  CHRISTIAN     FELLOWSHIP 

Away  to  our  eternal  reft. 
Away  to  our  Redeemer's  breaft  ! 

HYMN     CCXXIV. 
1    TTMTHER  of  our  dying  Lord, 
A.      Remember  us  for  good  j 
O  fulfil  Ills  faithful  word, 

And  hear  his  fpeakhig  blood  ! 
Give  us  that  for  which  he  prays  ; 

¥ather,  glorify  thy  Son  ; 
Shew  his  truth,  and  povr'r,  and  grace  j 
And  fend  the  promife  down. 

2  True  and  faithful  Witnefs,  thou, 

O  Chrift,  the  Spirit  give  ! 
Haft  thou  n'ot  receiv'd  him  now, 

That  we  might  now  receive? 
Art  thou  not  our  living  head  ? 

Life  to  all  thy  limbs  impart ; 
Shed  thy  love,  thy  Spirit  flied, 

In  ev'ry  waiting  heart. 

3  Holy  Ghoft,  the  Comforter, 

The  gift  of  Jefus,  come  ; 
Glows  our  heart  to  find  thee  near, 

And  fwells  to  make  thee  room  ; 
Prefent  with  us  thee  we  feel, 

Come,  O  come,  and  in  us  be  ! 
With  us,  in  us,  live  and  dwell 

To  all  eternity. 

HYMN     CCXXV. 

JESUS,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee, 
Let  us  in  thy  name  agree  ;  « 

Shew  thyfelf  the  Prince  of  Peace  ; 
Bid  our  jars  for  evw  ceafe. 


AND    SOCIETY   MEETIN*.  209 

2  By  thy  reconciling  love 
Ev'ry  (tumbling  block  remove : 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear  ; 
Come  and  fpread  thy  banner  here. 

3  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pitiful  and  kind  ; 
Lowly,  meek  in  thought  and  word, 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

4  Let  us  each  for  other  care, 
Each  the  other's  burden  bear  ; 
To  thy  church  the  pattern  give  ; 
Shew  how  true  believers  live. 

5  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  thus  in  God  abide  ; 

All  the  depth  of  love  exprefs, 
All  the  heights  of  holinefs. 

6  Let  us  then  with  joy  remove 
To  thy  family  above  ; 

On  the  wings  of  angels  fly  ; 
Shew  how  true  believers  die. 

H  Y  M  N     CCXXVI.     C.  M. 

1  TESTIS,  united  by  thy  grace, 
^|    And  each  to  each  endear'd  ; 
With  confidence  we  feek  thy  face, 

And  know  ourpray'r  is  heard. 

2  Still  let  us  own  our  common  Lord, 

And  bear  thine  eafy  yoke, 
A  band  of  love,  a  three-fold  cord, 
Which  never  can  be  broke. 
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210  CHRISTIAN     FELLOWSHIP 

3   Make  us  into  one  fpirit  drink  ; 
Baptize  into  thy  name  ; 
And  let  us  always  kindly  think, 
And  fweetly  fpeak  the  fame. 
A  Touch'd  by  the  loadftone  of  thy  love. 
Let  all  our  hearts  agree  ; 
And  ever  t'wards  each  other  move, 
An:l  ever  move  t'wards  thee. 

5  To  thee  infeparabty  join'd, 

Let  all  our  fpirits  cleave  ; 

O  may  we  all  the  loving  mind 

That  was  in  thee  receive  ! 

6  This  is  the  bond  of  perieclnefs, 

Thy  fpotlefs  charity  : 
O  let  us  dill,  we  pray,  poflfefs 
The  mind  that  was  in  thee  ! 

7  Grant  this,  and  then  from  all  below 

Infenfibly  remove  ; 
Our  fouls  their  change  fiiall  fcarcely  know, 
Made  perfect  firft  in  love. 

8  With  eafe  our  fouls  thro*  death  fhall  glide 

Into  their  paradife  ; 
And  thence  on  wings  of  angels  ride 
Triumphant  thro'  the  ikies. 

9  Yet,   when  the  fulled  joy  is  giv'n, 

The  fame  delight  we  prove  ; 
In  earth,  in  paradife,  in  heav'n, 
Our  All  in  all  is  love. 

H  Y  M  N     CCXXVII.     Love-Feast. 


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OME,  and  let  us  fweetly  join, 
Chritf  to  praife  in  hymns  divine  ; 


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Give  we  all  with  one  aecord, 
Glory  to  our  common  Lord  ;    • 
Hands,  and  hearts,  and  voices   raife, 
Sing  as  in  the  ancient  days  ; 
Antedate  the  joys  above, 
Celebrate  the  feaft  pf  Love. 
Strive  we,  in  affecYion  11  rive  ! 
Let  the  purer-  flame  revive  ; 
Such  as  in  the  martyrs  glaw'd, 
Dying  champions  for  their  God  : 
We  like  them  may  lire  and  love, 
Cali'd  we  are  their  joys  to  prove  : 
Sav'd  with  them  from  future  wrath, 


"-"-tiers  of  like  precious  faith. 


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3  Sing  we  then  in  Jefu's  name, 
Now  as  yefterday  the  fame, 
One  in  ev'ry  time  and  place, 
Full  for  all  of  truth  and  grace  : 
We  for  Chrift  our  Matter  ftand, 
Lights  in  a  benighted  land  : 
We  our  dying  Lord  conftfs  ; 
We  are  Jefu's  witneffes. 

4  WitneflVs  that  Chrift  hath  dy'd  ; 
We  with  him  are  crucify'd  : 

Chrift  hath  burft  the  bands  of  death  : 
We  his  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe  ; 
Chrift  is  now  gone  up  on  high  ; 
Thither  all'  our  wifties  fly  ; 
Sits  at  God's  right  hand  above  ; 
There  with  him  we  reign  in  love. 
HYMN     CCXXVIII. 
J    ^10M£,  thou  high  and  lofty  Lord  ; 
\^A  Lowly,  meek,  incarnate  Word; 


212  CHRISTIAN     FELLOWSHIP 

Humbly  ftoop  to  earth  again  ; 
Com*  and  viiit  abje&inani 

Jefus,  clear  expecled  gueft, 
Thou  art  bidden  to  the  feaft  ! 
For  thyfelf  our  hearts  prepare  ! 
Come,  and  lit,  and  banquet  tbere. 

2  Jefus,   we  thy  promife  claim  : 
We  are  met  in  thy  great  name  : 
In  the  mid  ft  do  thou  appear, 
Manil't-il  thy  prefence  here  ! 
Sanctify  us,  Lord,  and  blefs, 
Breath*  thy  Spirit,  give  thy  peace  ; 
Thou  thyfelf  within  us  move  ! 
Make  our  feaft  a  feaft  of  love. 

3  Let  the  fruits  of  grace  abound  ; 
Let  in  us  thy  bowels  found  ; 
Faith,  and  love,  and  joy  increafe, 
Temperance  and  gentlenefs  ; 
Plant  in  us  thy  humble  mind, 
Patient,  pitiful,  and  "kind: 
Meek  and  lowly  let  us  be, 

Full  of  gcodnefs,  full  of  thee. 

4  Make  us  all  in  thee  complete  : 
Make  us  all  for  glory  meet  ; 
Meet  t'  appear  before  thy  fight, 
Partners  with  the  faints  in  light  : 
Call,  O  call  ws  each  by  name, 
To  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb  : 
Lf  t  us  lean  upon  thy  breaft  ; 
Love  be  there  our  endlefs  Feaft. 


AND    SOCIETY    MEETING.  313 

HYMN     CGXXIX.     C.  M. 

1    /"^tOME,  let  os  ufc  the  grace  divine, 
V^4   And  all  with  one  accord, 
In  a  perpetual  covenant  join 
Owfelves  to  Ghrift  the  Lord  : 
9   Give  up  ourfelves  thro'  Tefu's  pow'r, 
His  name  to  glorify  ; 
And  promife  in  this  facred  hour, 
For  God  to  live  and  die. 
3   The  cov'nant  we  this  moment  make, 
Be  ever  kept  in  mind  ; 
We  will  no  more  our  God  fcrfaker, 
Or  caft  his  words  behind. 

4  We  never  will  throw  of*  his  fear, 

Who  hears  our  folerrm  vow  ; 
And  if  thou  art  weH-pleas'd  to  hear, 
Gome  down  and  meet  us  now  ! 

5  Thee,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 

Let  all  our  hearts  receive  ; 
Pre  fen  t  with  the  celeflial  hofl, 
The  peaceful  anfwer  give, 

6  To  each  the  cov'nant  blood  apply, 

Which  takes  our  fins  away  ; 
And  regifter  cur  names  o;i  high, 
And  ke<rp  us  to  that  d?iv. 

H  Y  M  N     CGXXX.     L.  M. 

Admitting  a  Member, 


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BROTHER  in  Chrifr,  nnd  well-belov'd, 
To  Jefus  and  his  fervants  dear, 
Enter,  and  (hew  thyfelf  approv'd  ; 
Enter,  and  find  that  God  is  here. 


2U  CHRISTIAN    FELLOWSHIP 

2  'ScapM  from  the  world,  redeem'd  from  fin. 

By  fiends  purfu'd,  by  men  abhorr'd, 
Come  in,  poor  fugitive,  come  in, 
And  fhare  the  portion  of  thy  Lord. 

3  Welcome  from  earth  ! — lo,  the  right-hand 

Of  fellow  (hip  to  thee  we  give  ! 
With  open  arms  and  hearts  we  ftand, 
And  thee  in  Jefn's  name  receive. 

4  Say,  is  thy  heart  refolv'd  as  ours? 

Then  let  it  burn  with  facred  love  : 
Then  let  it  talte  the  heav'nly  pow'rs, 
Partaker  of  the  joys  above. 

5  Jefus,  attend,  thyfelf  reveal  ! 

Are  we  not  met  in  thy  great  name  ? 
Thee  in  the  midft  we  wait  to  feel, 

We  wait  to  catch  the  fpreading  flame. 

6  Thou  God,  that  anfwereft  by  fire, 

The  fpirit  of  burning  now  impart  ; 
And  let  the  flames  of  pure  defire 
Rife  from  the  altar  of  each  heart. 

7  Truly  our  fellow fhip  below, 

With  thee  and  with  the  Father  is  ; 
In  thee  eternal  life  we  know, 
And  heav'n's  unutterable  blifs. 

8  In  part  we  only  know  thee  here, 

But  wait  thy  coming  from  above  ; 
And  we  Ihall  then  behold  thee  near, 
And  then  Ihall  all  be  loft  in  love. 
HYMN     CCXXXI. 
Visiting  a  Friend. 
1   TTJEAGE  be  on  this  houfe  beftow'd, 
JL      Peace  on  all  that  here  reticle  ; 


AND     SOCIETY    MEETING.  215 

Let  the  unknown  peace  of  God 
With  the  man  of  peace  abide  ! 

Let  thy  Spirit  now  come  clown  : 
Let  the  blefTmg  now  take  place  : 

Son  of  peace  receive  thy  crown, 
Fulnefs  of  the  gofpel  grace. 

2  Clirift,  my  Matter,  and  my  Lord, 

Let  me  thy  fore-runner  be  : 
O  be  mindful  of  thy  word, 

Vifit  them,  and  vifit  me  ! 
To  this  houfe  and  all  herein, 

Now  let  thy  falvation  come  ! 
Save  our  fouls  from  inbred  fin  ! 

Make  us  thine  eternal  home  ! 

3  Let  us  never,  never  reft, 

Till  the  promife  is  fulfill 'd  : 
Till  we  are  of  thee  poffefs'd, 

Pardon 'd,  fanctify'd,  and  feal'd  : 
Till  we  all,  in  love  renew'd, 

Find  the  pearl  that  Adam  loft, 
Temples  of  the  living  God, 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Glioft! 

HYMN     CCXXXII. 

I   T^  XGEPT  the  Lord  conduct  the  plan, 
*    4  The  beft  concerted  fchemes  are  vain, 

And  never  can  fuccecd  ; 
We  fpend  our  wretched  ftrength  for  nought, 
But  if  our  works'  in  thee  are  wrought, 
They  fhall  be  bleft  indeed. 

2   Lord,  if  thou  didft,  thyfelf,   infpire 
Our  fouls  with  this  intenfe  defire, 


216  CHRISTIAN    FELLOWSHIP 

Thy  goodnefs  to  proclaim  ; 
Thy  glory  if  we  now  intend, 
O  let  or.r  deed  b?gin  and  end    - 

Complete  in  Jem's  name  ! 

3  In  Jcfu's  name  behold  we  meet ; 

Far  from  an  evil  world  retreat, 

And  all  its  frantic  ways  ; 
One  ©nly  thing  refolv'd  to  know, 
And  fquare  our  ufeful  lives  below, 

By  reaibn  and  bygiace, 

A  Not  in  the  tombs  we  pine  to  dwell, 
Nor  in  the  dark  rr.onaliic  cell. 

By  vows  and  grates -caihfih'd, 
Freely  to  all  ourfelves  we  give, 
Conftrain'd  by  Jefu's  love  to  live 
The  fervants  of  mankind. 

5  Now,  Jefus,  now  thy  love  impart, 
To  govern  each  devoted  heart, 

And  fit  us  for  thy  will  ! 
Deep  founded  in  the  truth  of  grace, 
Build  up  thy  rifing  church,  and  place 

The  city  on  the  hill. 

6  O  let  our  love  and  faith  abound  ! 
O  let  our  lives  to  all  around 

With  pureft  luftre  mine  ! 
That  all  around  our  works  may  fee, 
And  give  the  glory,  Lord,  to  thee, 

The  heav'nly  light  divine  ! 


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HYMN     CCXXXIII. 

ATCH'D  by  the  world's  malignant  eye, 
Who  load  us  with  reproach  and  fljame  1 


A\D     SOCIETY     MEETING.  217 

As  fervants  of  the  Lord  mod  high, 

As  zealous  for  his  glorious  name, 
We  ought  in  all  his  paths  to  move, 
With  holy  fear  and  humble  love. 

2   That  wifdom,  Lord,  on  us  be  flow, 

From  ev'ryevil  to  depart, 
To  flop  the  mouth  of  ev'ry  foe  : 

While,  upright  both  in  life  and  heart, 
The  proof  of  godly  fear  we  give, 
And  (hew  them  how  the  cbriftians  live. 

HYMN     CGXXXIV. 

J  /\  LL  thanks  to  the  Lamb,  who  gives  us  ta 
JTjL         meet : 

His  love  we  pioclaim,  his  praifes  repeat  : 
We  own  him  our  Jefug,  continually  near, 
To  pardon  and  blefs  us,  an«l  peifecl  us  here. 

2  In  him  we  have  peace,  in  him  we  have  pow'r, 
Preferv'd   by  his  grace  throughout  the  dark 

hour  : 
In  all  our  temptation,  he  keeps  us  to  prove 
His  utmofl  falvation,  his  fulnefs  of  love. 

3  Pronounce  the  glad  word,  and  bid  us  be  free  ; 
Ah  1  halt  thou  not,  Lord,  a  blefling  for  me  ? 
The  peace  thou  hnilgiv'n,thismoment  impart, 
And  open  thy  heav'n,  O  Love,  in  my  heart! 

H  Y  M  N     CCXXXV.     C.  M. 

I    QF.E,  Jefus,  thy  difciples,  fee  ; 
O  The  promis'd  blefling  give  ! 
Met  in  thy  name,  we  look  to  thee, 
Thy  prefence  to   receive. 
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218  parting   or 

2  Thee  we  expect,  our  faithful  Lord, 

Who  in  thy  name  are  join'd  : 
We  wait  according  to  thy  word, 
Thee  in  the  midft  to  find. 

3  Whom  now  we  feek,  O  may  we  meet ! 

Jefus,  the  crucify'd, 
Shew  us  thy  bleeding  hands  and  feet, 
Thou  who  for  us  haft  dy'd. 

HYMN     GCXXXVJ. 

1  /\  PPointedby  thee,  we  meet  in  thy  name, 
jljL  And  meekly  agree  to  follow  the  Lamb, 
To  trace  thine  example,  the  world  to  difijain, 
And  conftantly  trample  on  pleafure  and  pain. 

2  O  what  (hall  we  do,  our  Saviour  to  love  ? 
To  make  us  anew,  come  Lord  from  above  ! 
The  fruit  of  thy  paflion,  thy  holinefs  give  I 
Give  us  the  falvation  of  all  that  believe  ! 

3  O  Jefus  appear  !  no  longer  delay, 
To  fa  notify  here,  and  bear  us  away  ; 

The  end  of  our  meeting,  at  length  let  us  fee, 
Triumphantly  fitting  in  glory  with  thee  I 

PARTING  OF  CHRISTIAN  FRIENDS. 
HYMN     CGXXXVII.     C.  M. 

1  XJLEST  be  the  dear  uniting  love, 

SJ  That  will  not  let  us  part  ! 
Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove 
We  Hill  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Join'd  in  one  fpirit  to  our  Head, 

Where  he  appoints  we  go  ; 


CHRISTIAN    FRIfcNDS.  219 

And  ft  ill  in  Jefu's  footfteps  tread, 
And  fhew  his  praife  below. 

3   O  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 
And  nothing  know  befide  ; 
Nothing  defire,  nothing  efteem, 
But  jefus  crucify 'd  ! 

4,  Clofer  and  clofer  let  us  cleave 
To  his  belov'd  embrace  ; 
Expect  his  fulnefs  to  receive, 
And  grace  to  anfwer  grace. 

5  Partaker*  of  the  Saviour's  grace, 

The  fame  in  mind  and  heart  ; 
Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place, 
Nor  life,  nor  death  can  part. 

6  But  let  us  ha-ften  to  the  day, 

Which  mail  our  flefh  reftore  ; 
When  death  (hall  all  be  done  away, 
And  bodies  part  no  more. 

HYMN     CCXXXVIII. 

1  TESUS,  accept  the  praife 

J    That  to  thy  name  belongs  ; 
Matter  of  all  our  praife, 

Subject  of  all  our  fongs  ; 
Through  thee  we  nowr  together  came, 
And  part  exulting  in  thy  name. 

2  In  flefli  we  part  a  while, 

But  ftill  in  fpirit  join'd, 
T"  embrace  the  bappy  toil, 

Thou  haft  to  each  alfign'd  ; 
And  while  we  do  thy  bleffed  will, 
We  bear  our  heav'n  about  us  ftill. 


2-29  parting   or 

3  C  let  us  then  go  on, 

In  -all  thy  pie  a  fan  t  ways, 
And  arm'd  with  patience,  run 

With  joy  th'  appointed  race  ! 
Keep  us  and  ev'ry  Peeking  foul, 
Till  all  attain  the  heav'nly  goal. 

4  There  we  (hall   meet  again, 

When  all  our  toils  are  o'ery 
And  grief,   and  death,  and  pain, 

And  parting  are  no  more: 
We  fliall  with  all  our  brethren  rife, 
And  grafp  thee  in  the  flaming-  ikies. 

5  O  happy,   happy  day. 

That  calk  thins  exiles  home  ! 
The  heav'ns  (hall  pais   away  : 

The  earth  receive  its  doom  ; 
Earth  we  fliall  view,  and  heav'n  defrroy'd 
An-J  fhout  above  the  fiery  void  ! 

6  Then  let  us  wait  the  found, 

That  (ball  our  fouls  Ftleafe, 
And  labour  to  be  found 

Of  him  in  fpotlefs  peace  ; 
In  perfect  hoi i nefs  renew'd, 
Adorn 'd  with  Ghriil,  and  meet  for  God. 

H  Y  M  N     CCXXXIX.     C.  M. 

1  /^<QD  of  all  cancelation,  take 
\.J$    The  glory  of  thy  grace  ! 
Thy  gifts,  to  thee  we  render  back 

In  ceafclefs  fongs  of  praife. 

2  Thro*  thee  we  now  together  came 

In  fin^lenefs  of  heart : 


CHRISTIAN     FRIENDS.  221 

We  met,   O  Jefus,   in  thy  name  ; 
And  in  thy  name  we  part. 
3   We  part  in  body,  not  in  mind  : 
Our  minds  continue  one  ; 
And  each  to  each  in  Jefus  join'd, 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 
i   Subfifls  as  in  us  all  one  foul  ; 
No  po\v*r  can  make  us  twain  : 
And  mountains  rife  and  oceans  roll, 
To  fever  us,   in  vain. 
5   Prefent  we  Pc ill  in  fpirit  are, 
And  intimately  nigh  ; 
While  on  the  wings  of  faith  and  pray'r, 
We  each  to  other  fly. 

i   In  Jefus  Chi  ift,  together  we 
In  heav'nly  places  fit : 
Cloth'd  with  the  fun,  we  fmile  to  fee 
The  moon  beneath  our  feet. 

'   Our  life  is  hid  with  Chrift  in  God  ; 
Our  life  (hall  foon  appear, 
And  Hied  his  glory  ail  abroad 
On   all  his  members  here. 

!   The  heav'nly  treafure  now  we  have 
In  a  vile  houie  of  clay  ; 
But  he  (hall  to  the  utmoft  fave. 
And  keep  it  to  that  day. 

i    Our  fouls  are  in  his  mighty  hand, 
And  he  fhall  keep  them  dill; 
And  you  and  I  fhall  furely  {land 
With  him  on  Sion's  bill  i 
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222  PARTING    OF 

10  Him,  eye  to  eye,  we  there  (hall  fee  ;.  - 

Our  face  like  his  fhall  fhine  ; 
O  what  a  glorious  company  ; 
When  faints  and  angels  join  ! 

1 1  O  what  a  joyful  meeting  there  ! 

In  robes  of  white  array'd, 
Palms  in  our  hands  we  all  fhall  bear, 
And  crowns  upon  our  head. 

12  Then  let  us  lawfully  contend. 

And  fight  our  pa  Mage  through  : 
Bear  in  our  faithful  minds  the  end, 
And  keep  the  prize  in  view. 

15  Then  let  us  haften  to  the  day, 

When  all  fhall  be  brought  home  1 
Come,   0  Redeemer  come  away  1 
O  Jefus,  quickly  come  ! 

HYMN     CCXL.    S.  M. 

1  /\  ND  let  our  bodies  part, 
JLjL  To  diff  'rent  climes  repair  ; 
lnfeparably  join'd  in  heart 

The  friends  of  Jefus  are  1 

2  Jefus,  the  corner-ftone. 

Did  firfi  our  hearts  unite  ! 
And  Rill  he  keeps  our  (pints  one, 
Who  walk  with  him  in  white. 

3  OUt  us  dill  proceed 

In  Jefu's  work  below  ; 
And  foll'wing  our  triumphant  Head, 
To  farther  conquers  go. 

4  The  vineyard  of  the  Lord 

Before  his  labourers  lies; 


CHRISTIAN    FRIENDS.  2Z3 

And  lo  !   we  fee  the  vaft  reward, 
Which  waits  us  in  the  ikies  ! 

5  O  let  our  heart  and  mind 

Continually  afcend, 
That  heaven  of  repcfe  to  find, 
Where  ail  our  labours  end  1 

6  Where  all  our  toils  are  o'er. 

Our  fuff'ring  and  our  pain  ! 
Who  meet  on  that  eternal  fliore 
Shall  never  part  again. 

7  O  happy,  happy. place, 

Where  faints  and  a'ngeli  meet  ; 
There  we  (hall  fee  each  ether's  face, 
And  all  our  brethren  greet. 

8  The  church  of  the  firft  bor  tt, 

We  (hall  with  them  be  bleft, 
And,  crown 'd  with  endlc'fs  joy,  return 
To  our  eternal   reft. 

9  With  joy  we  (hall  behold, 

In  yonder  bleu   abode, 
The  patriarchs  and  prophets  old, 
And  all  the  faints  of  God. 

10  Abrah'm  and  Ifaac  there, 

And  Jacob,   mall  receive 
The  foll'wers  of  their  frith  and  pray'r, 
"Who  now  in  bodies  live. 

i  1    We  fiiall  ©ur  time  beneath 
Live  out  in  cheerful  hope, 
And  fearlefs  pais  the  vale  of  death. 
And  gain  the  mountain-top. 


224  convinced   or 

12   To  gather  home  kis  own, 
God  flia.ll  his  angels  lend, 
And  bid  our  blifs,  on  earth  begun. 
In  deathlcfs  triumphs  end. 


CONVINCED  OF  BACKSLIDING. 
HYMN     CCXLI.     First  part. 

OH  !   how  happy  arc  they 
Who  the  Saviour  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  treafure  above  ! 

Tongue  can  never  exprefs 

The  fweet  comfort  and  peace 
OC  a  foul  in  its  earlieft  love  ! 

That  fweet  comfort  was  mine, 

When  the  favour  divine 
I  fir  ft  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  ; 

When  my  heart  it  believ'd, 

What  a  joy  I  receiv'd, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jefus's  name  ! 

'Twas  a  heaven  below, 

My  Redeemer  to  know  ; 
And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  flpry  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  finners  adore. 

Jcfus  .all  the  day  long 

Was  my  joy  and -my  long  ; 
O  that  ail  his  falvation  might  fee  ! 

He  hath  lov'd  me,   I  cry'd, 

He  hath  fuffer'd  and  dy'd, 
To  redeem  iuch  a  rebel  as  me. 


BACKSLIDING. 


,5        On  the  wings  of  his  love, 
I  was  carry 'd  above 
All  my  fin,  and  temptation,  and  pain  ; 
And  I  could  not  believe 
That  I  ever  fliould  grieve, 
That  I  ever  fliould  fatter  again. 

6  I  then  rode  on  the  iky, 
Freely  juflify'd.   I, 

N or  d i d  e 1 1  v y  Eli j a h  h i s  fe s. t ;  I 
My  glad  foul  mounted  high'V 
In  a   chariot  of  lire, 

And  the  moon  it  was  under  my  feet. 

7  O  !    the  rapturous  height 
Of  ilia:  h  >ly  delight, 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life -giving  bloed  ! 

Of  inv  Saviour  pcffcfs'd, 

1  wasperfe-aiy  bleifc, 
As  if  fill'd  with  the  fulnefs  of  God. 


H  Y 


CGXL1J. 


Second  P,:r 
? 


AH  !    but  v.- he  re  am  I  now 
And   why  was  it,  or  how, 
That  I  fell  IVom  my  heavew  of  grace  ! 
I  am  brought  into  th, rail  ; 
1  am  fhipt  of  my  All  ; 
I  am  baiiillrd  from  Jei'us's  face  ! 

Hardly  vet  do  I  know, 

How  I  ['ct  my  Lortlgo; 
So  infe-niibly  Parted  afide  ; 

P>v.z  the  tempter  came  in, 

With  In  >  own  fuhtle  fin. 
And  infected  my  ipirit  with  pride. 


22f>  CONTI¥CED    OF 

3  Ah  !   I  felt  it  too  foon, 
That  iny  Satiour  was  gone, 

Swiftly  vani filing-  out  of  my  fight  ! 

Then  my  triumph  and  boaft 

On  a  fudden  were  loft, 
And  my  day  it  was  turn'd  into  night. 

4  Only  pride  could  deftroy 
That  fweet  innocent  joy, 

And  thus  make  my  Redeemer  depart  : 
But  whate'er  was  the  caufe, 
I  lament  the  fad  lofs, 

For  the  veil  is  come  over  my  heart. 

5  Oh  1  how  wretched  I  am  ! 
I  can  only  exclaim, 

Like  a  devil  tormented  within  ! 

My  dear  Saviour  is  gene, 

And  has  left  me  alene, 
To  the  fury  of  Satan  and  fin  ! 

6  Nothing  now  can  relieve  ; 
.Without  comfort  I  grieve  ; 

I  have  loft  all  my  peace  and  my  pow'r  ; 
No  accefs  do  I  find 
To  the  Friend  of  mankind  ; 

I  can  afk  for  his  mercy  no  more. 

7  Now,  no  tongue  can  declare 
The  keen   torment  I  bear, 

While  no  end  of  ray  troubles  I  fee  ; 

Only  Adam  could  tell, 

On  the  day  that  he  fell, 
And  was  turn'd  out  of  Eden  like  me. 

8  Driven  out  from  my  God, 
I  now  wander  abroad  ; 

Through  a  defert  of  forrows  I  rove  : 


BACKSLIDING.  227 

And  how  great  is  my  pain, 
That  I  cannot  regain 
My  loft  Eden  of  Jeius's  lore  1 

Ah  !   fhall  I  ever  rile 

To  my  firft  paradife  ? 
Ever  come  my  Redeemer  to  fee  ? 

Yes,   I  feel  a  faint  hope, 

That  at  laft  he  will  floop, 
And  his  pity  lhall  bring  him  to  me. 

HYMN     CCXLIII. 

HOW  fhall  a  lofl:  (inner  in  pain, 
Recover  his  forfeited  peace  ? 
When  brought  into  bondage  again, 
What  hope  of  a  fecond  releafe  ? 
Will  mercy  itfelf  be  fo  kind 

To  fpare  fuch  a  rebel  as  me  ? 
And  O  i  can  I  pofiibly  find 

Such  plenteous  redemption  in  thee  ? 

O  Jefus,  of  thee  I  require, 

If  ftill  thou  art  able  to  fave, 
The  brand  to  pluck  out  of  the  fire, 

And  ranfom  my  foul  from  the  grave  : 
The  help  of  thy  Spirit  reftore, 

And  fhew  me  the  life-giving  blood  ; 
And  pardon  a  finner  once  more, 

And  bring  me  again  unto  God. 

O  Jefus,  in  pity  draw  near, 

Come  quickly  to  help  a  loft  foul, 

To  comfort  a  mourner,  appear, 
And  make  a  poor  Lazarus  whole  : 


228  CONVINCED    OF 

The  balm  of  thy  mercy  apply* 

Thou  feell  the  lore  anguifh  I  feel, 
Save,  Lord,  or  I  perifh,  T  die, 

O  lave,  or  I  fink  into  hcH  ! 
4   I  (ink,  if  thou  longer  delay 

Thy  pardoning  mercy  to  (how  ; 
Come  quickly,  and  kindly  difplay 

The  pow'r  of  thy  pa  (lion  below; 
By  all  thou  haft  done  for  my  fake, 

One  drop  of  thy  blood  I  implore  ; 
Now,  now  let  it  touch  me,  and  make 

The  iinner,  a  finner  no  more  ! 

H  Y  M  N     CCXLTV.     G.  M. 

1  /~\  THAT  I  was  as  heretofore, 
V^x  When  warm  in  my  firfl  love  1 
I  only  liv'd  my  God  t'  adore, 

And  leek  the  things  above. 

2  Upon  my  head  his  candle  fhone, 

■And  freely  by  his  grace, 
With  cords  of  love  he  drew  me  on, 
And   half  unveil'd  bis  face. 

3  Butter  and  honey  did   [  eat, 

And  lifted  up  on  high, 
I  faw  the  clouds  beneath  my  feet, 
And  rode  upon  the  iky. 

4  Far,  far  above  all  earthly  things 

Triumphantly   I  rode  ; 
I  foar'd    to  hcav'n  on  eagles'  wings, 
And  found  and  talk'd  with  God. 

5  Where  am  I  now,  from  what  an  height 

Of  happinefs  caft  down  ! 


BACXSMDING.  229 

The  glory  fwallow'd  up  in  night, 
And  faded  is  the.   crown. 
6   O  God,  thou  art  my  home,   my  reft, 
For  which   1  figh  in  pain  1 
Kow  (hail  I  'fcape  into  thy  bread, 
My  Eden  now  regain  ? 
H  Y  M  N     CCXLV.     C.  M. 

1  /^\H  for  a  clofer  walk  with  God, 
V_-/  A  calm  and  heav'nly  frame  ; 
A  light  to  (lime  upon  the  road 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  Where  is  tbe  bleffednels  I  knew, 

When  fit  ft  I  faw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  foul-refrefbing  view 
Of  Jefus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoy'd  ; 

Plow  i'weet  their  memory  fhii  i 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 

The  world  can  never  fili. 
-4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,   return, 

Sweet  mcflenger  of  reft: 
I  hate  the  fins  that  made  thee  mourn., 

And  drove  thee  from  my  bread, 

5  The  deareiVidol  1  have  known, 

Whate'cr  that  iclol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  frorh  thy  tlirbnc  ; 
And  worfhip  only  thee! 

6  So  ftrall  my  walk  be  clof;  with  God, 

Calm  and  ferehe  my  frame  ; 
So  purer  light  flrall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 
U 


230  BXATH    AND 

DEATH  AND  JUDGMENT. 
HYMN    CCXLVI.     C.  M. 

1  nHHEE  we  adore,  Eternal  Name, 

JL     And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  we  be  ! 

2  Our  wafting  lives  grow  fliorter  ft  ill, 

As  days  and  months  increafe  ; 
And  ev'ry  beating*  pulfe  we  tell, 
Leaves  but  the  number  lefs. 

2  The  year  rolls  round,  and  fteals  away 
The  breath  that  firft  it  gave  : 
Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
We're  traveling  to  the  grave. 

4  Dangers  (land  thick  thro'  all  the  ground, 

To  pu  tli  us  to  the  tomb  ; 
And  fierce  difeafes  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

5  Great  God  !   on  what  a  {lender  thread 

Hang  everlafting  things  ! 
Th'  eternal  ftates  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  life's  feeble  ft  rings  ! 

6  Infinite  joy  or  endlefs  wo, 

Depends  on  ev'ry  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death  ! 

7  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowfy  fenfe, 

To  walk  this  dang'rous  road  ; 

And  if  our  fouls  are  hurry'd  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God  1 


JUDGMENT.  231 

HYMN     CGXLVII.     C.  M. 

1  TT7HEN  ri ting  from  the  bed  of  death, 

VV      O'erwhelm'd  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  view  my  Maker,  face  to  face, 
O  how  (hall  I  appear  ! 

2  If  yet  while  pardon  may  be  found, 

And  mercy  may  be  fought  ; 
My  foul  with  inward  horror  (brinks 
And  trembles  at  the  thought  1 

3  When  thou,   O  Lord,  (halt  fraud  difclos'd 

In  majefty  fevere, 
And  fit  in  judgment  on  my  foul, 
O  how  (hall  I  appear  ? 

4  O  may  my  broken,  contrite  heart, 

Timely  my  fins  lament, 
And  early  wita  repentant  tears, 
Eternal  wo  prevent. 

5  Behold  the  farrows  of  my  heart, 

Ere  yet  it  be  too  late  ; 
And  hear  my  Saviour's  dying;  groan, 
To  give  thofe  forrows  weight. 

6  Eor  never  fhall  my  foul  defpair 

Her  pardon  to  fecure, 
Who  knows  thine  only  Son  hath  dy'd 
To  make  that  pardon  fure. 

HYMN     CGXLVIII.     S.  M. 

1  f\  ND  am  I  born  to  die  ? 

.LIL.  To  lay  this  body  down  ?• 
And  mull  my  trembling  fpirit  fly 
Into  a  world  unknown  ? 


32  DEATH     AN» 

A  land  of  deepefl:  (hade, 

Unpierc'd  lr/  human  thought  ; 
The  drear;    regions  of  the  dead, 

Where  all  things  are  forgot. 

Soon  as  from  earth  I  go, 

What  will   become  of  me  ? 
Eternal  happlnefs  or  wo 

Mnfl  then  my  portion  be  ! 

Wak'd  by  ihe  trumpet's  found, 

I  from  my  grave  uiuft  rife, 
And  fee  the  Judge  with  glory  crown'd, 

And  fee  the  flanwng  Ikies  ! 

How  fliall  I  leave  my  tomb  I    - 

With  triumph  or  regret  ? 
A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom, 

A  curie  or  bleiling  meet  ? 

Will  angel-bands  convey 

Their  brotlaer  to  the  bar  ! 
Or  devils  drag  my  foul  away 

To  meet  its  fentence  there  ? 

Who  can  refolve  the  doubt 
That  tears  ray  anxious  breall  ? 

Shall  1  be  Avkh  the  dauip'd  call  out, 
Or  number'd  with  the  blefl  I 
I  mull  from  God  be  driv'n, 
Or  with  my  Saviour  dwell  : 

Mull  come  at  his  command  to  heav'n, 
Or  cii'e  depart  to  hell. 

O  thou  that  would  Ml  not  have" 
One  wretched  iinaer  die, 
Who  dy'dlt  thyCeli'i   my  foul  to  favc 
From  endlcf.  mifery  1 


JIT  »G  MINT. 

Show  mc  the  way  to  Chun 

Thy  dreadful  wrath  fevere, 
That  when  thou  comeft  on  thy  throne, 

I  may  with  joy  appear. 

Thou  art  thyfelf  the  way, 

Thyfelf  \§  m*  reveal  ; 
So  fhall  J  fpend  my  life's  fhort  day 

Obedient  to  thy  will  ; 

So  fhall  I  love  my  God, 

Becaufe   he  firfi  lov'd  me, 
And  praife  thee  in  thy  bright  abode, 

To  all  eternity. 


H  Y  M  N     CGXLIX. 


lA] 


And  rriuft  I  fuddenly  comply 
With  nature's  ilern  decree  i 

What  after  death  for  me  remains  ? 

Celeftial  joys,  or  heliifti  pains, 
To  ail  eternity. 

How  then  ought  I  on  earth  to  live, 
While  God  prolongs  the  kind  reprieve, 

And  props  the  houfe  of  clay  ; 
My  fole  concern,  my  fiuglc  care. 
To  watci*  and  tremble  and  prepare 

Again  11  that  fatal  day  1 

No  room  for  mirth  or  trifling  here, 
For  worldly  hope,  or  worldly  fear, 

If  life  fo  foon  is  gone  ; 
If  now  the  Judge  is  at  the  doc*, 
And  all  mankind  nmfi  ii.mi  before 

Th'  inexorable  throne  \ 
U  2 


23i  DEATH     A.N» 

4  No  matter  which  my  thoughts  employ, 
A  moment's  mifery  or  joy: 

But  oh  !    A'/hcn  both  (hall  end, 
Where  (hall  I  find  my  deftin'd  place? 
Shall  I  my  evcrlafting  days 

With  fiends  or  angels  fpend  ? 

5  Nothing  is  worth  a  thought  beneath, 
But  how  I  may  eft  ape  the  death 

That  never,  never  dies  ! 
How  make  mine  own  election  fure, 
And  when  I  fail  on  earth,  fee u re 

A  man  lion  in  the  ikies. 

6  Jelus  vouch  fate  a  p:tying  ray, 

Be  thou  my  guide,  be  thou  my  way 

To  glorious  happinefs  ! 
Ah  !    write  the  pardon  on  my  heart  ! 
And  whenloe'er  1   hence  depart, 

Let  me  depart  in  peace ! 

H  Y  M  N     CCL.    S.  M. 

1  rX^HOU  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

JL     Before  whole  bar   lev  ere, 
With  holy  joy 'or  guilty  dread, 

We  all  fliall  foot)  appear  ; 

Our  caution'd  i'ouls  prepare 

For  that  tremendous  day, 
And  till  ui  now  with  watchful  care, 

And  ftir  us  up  to  pray: 

2  To  pray  and  wait  the  hour, 
That  awful  hour  unknown, 

When,  rob'd  in  majefty  and  pow'r, 
Thou  {halt  from  heav'n  come  down: 


JUDGMENT.  2o5 

Th'  immortal  Son  of  Man, 
To  judge  the  human  race, 
With  all  thy  Father's  dazzling  train, 
With  all  thy  glorious  grace. 

3  To  damp  our  earthly  joys, 

T'  increase  our  gracious  fears, 
For  ever  let  th'  archangel's  voice, 

Be  founding  in  our  ears, 

The  folemn  midnight  cry, 

4'  Ye  dead,  the  Judge  is  come  : 
t;  Arife,  and  meet  him  in  the  iky, 

"And  meet  your  inftant  doom  1" 

4  O  may  we  then  be  found 
Obedient  to  thy  word, 

Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  found, 

And  looking  for  our  Lord! 

O  may  we  thus  infure 

A  lot  among  the  bleft  : 
And  watch  a  moment  to  fecure 

An  everlafting  reft  ! 

H  Y  M  N     CCLI.     L.  M. 
1    TIE  comes  !  he  comes  !  the  Judge  fevere  ; 
JL  JLTh,-  fe  veil  th  trumpet  (peaks  him  near; 
His  lightnings  fla'fti,   his  thunders  roll  ; 
How  welcome  to  the  faithful  foul  i 

2  Frism  heav'n,  angelic  voices  found, 
See  the  almighty  Jefus  crown'd  1 
Girt  with  omnipotence  and  grace, 
And  glory  decks  the  Saviour's  face. 

3  Defceflding  on  his  azure  throne, 

He  claims  :he  k'wdams  for  his  own  ; 


236  DEATH     AKD 

The  kingdoms  all  obey  his  word, 
And  hail  him  their  triumphant  Lord  1 

4   Shout  all  the  people  of  the  iky, 

And  all  the  faints  of  the  Moft  High  ; 
Our  Lord,  who  now  his  right  obtain*, 
For  ever  and  for  e?er  reigns. 

H   Y   M  N     CCLII. 
O  !    he  comes  with  cloud.;  dcicendU^*, 
Once  fur  favour'd  linners  (lain  I 
Thou  land,  thou  fa nd  faints  attending, 
Swell  the  tsimrtph  of  his  train  ; 

Hallelujah! 
God  appears  with  man  to  reign. 

Ev'ry  eye  find!  now  behold  him, 

RoVcl  in  dreadful  majefty  ! 
Thofe  who  fet  at  nought  and  fold  him, 

Pierc'd  and  nail'd  him  to  the  tree, 
Deeply  wailing, 

Shall  the  true  Mofiial)  fee. 

The  dear  tokens  of  his  pailion, 
Still  his  dazzling  body  bears  ; 

Caufc  of  endleis  exultation 
To  his  ranfom'd  worfhippers  ; 

With  what  rapture 
Gaze  we  on  thofe  glorious  fears  ! 

Yea,   Amen  !   let  all  adore  thee, 
High  on  thine  eternal  throne  ! 

Saviour,  take  the  pow'r  and  glory, 
Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own  : 

J  ah!    Jehovah  ! 
Everlafting  God,  come  down  • 


T 


JUDGMENT.  237 

HYMN     CCLIII.     C.  M. 
ERRIBLE  thought !  fliall  I  alone, 


Who  may  be  fav'd,  {hall  I, 
Of  all,  alas  !  whom  I  have  known, 
Through  fin  for  ever  die  ? 

2  While  all  my  old  companions  dear, 

With  whom  I  once  did  live, 
Joyful  at  God's  right-hand  appear, 
A  blefUng  to  receive  ; 

3  Shall  I,  amidft  a  ghaftly  band 

Dragg'd  to  the  Judgment-feat, 
Far  on  the  left  with  horror  Prand, 
My  fearful  doom  to  meet  ? 

4  While  thev  enjoy  their  Saviour's  Jove* 

Shall  I  be  doom'd  to  hell  ! 
While  they  fing  hymns  of  praife  above, 
Muft  I  in  torments  dwell  ? 

5  Ah  !   no  ;    I  yet  may  turn  and  live, 

For  flill  his  wrath  delays  ; 
He  now  vouchfafes  a  kind  reprieve, 
And  offers  me  his  grace. 

6  I  will  accept  his  offer  now, 

From  ev'ry  fin  depart  ; 
Perform  my  oft-repeated  vow, 
And  render  him  my  heart. 

7  I  will  improve  what  J  receive, 

The  grace  through  Jcfus  giv'n  ; 
Sure,  if  with  God  on  earth  ]  live, 
To  live  with  God  in  Leav'n, 


2  3S  DEATH     AND 

H  Y  M  N     CCLIV. 

1  r  |  1HOU  God  of  glorious  majefty, 

JL     To  thee,  agfainft  myfelf,  to  thee, 

A  worm  of  earth.  I  cry  : 
A  half-awaken *d  child  of  man, 
An  heir  of  er.dlefs  blifs  or  pain, 

A  fihner  born  to  die  ! 

2  Lo  !   on  a  narrow  neck  of  lane!, 
'Twixt  two  unbounded  feas,  I  (land 

Secure,  infenlible  ; 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  fpace, 
Removes  me  to  that  heav'nly  place, 

Or  flints  me  up  in  hell. 

3  O  God,   my  guilty  foul  convert. 
And  deeply  on  my  wretched  heart, 

Eternal  thirigs  imprefs  ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  folemn  weight, 
To  tremble  op  the  brink  of  fate, 

And  wake  to  righteoufnefs  ! 

4  Before  me  place  in  dread  array. 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  dav, 

When  thou  with  clouds  Quit  come, 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar  ; 
And  cell  me,  Lord,  Hi  a  11  I  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyfal  doom  ? 

5  Be  this  my  one  great  bus'nefs  here, 
With  ferious  induftry  and  fear, 

Eternal  Wife  t'  enfure  ; 

7  nine  utmoil  counfel  to  fulfil, 
To  fuflfer  all  thy  righteous  will, 
And  to  the  end  endure. 


JUDGMENT.  2  39 

£   Then,  Saviour,  then  my  foul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above  ! 
Where  faith  is  fweetly  loft  in  fight  ; 
And  hope,  in  full  iupremc  delight, 
And  everlahing  love. 

H  Y  M  N     CCLV.     C.  M. 

1  /"^  God  our  help  in  ages  paft, 
V_^  Our  hope  for  years  to  come. 
Our  fhelter  fiom  the  ftormy  blaft, 

And  our  eternal  home. 

2  Under  the  fliadow  of  thy  throne 

Still  may  we  dwell  lecure  ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  lure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  flood, 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 
From  everlafting  thou  art  God, 
To  ecdiefs  years  the  fame. 

4  A  thoufand  ages  in  thy  fight, 

Are  like  an  ev'ning  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  riling  fun, 

5  The  bufy  tribes  of  flefii  and  blood, 

With  all  their  cares  and  feai  s, 
Are  carry'd  downward  by  the  ilood, 
And  loft  in  foil 'wing  years. 

6  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  ftream, 

Bears  all  its  ions  away  ; 
They  fly,   forgotten,   as  a  dream 


240  DEAT3    AND 

7   O  God  !   our  help  in  ages  part, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come: 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  life  (hall  la&, 
And  our  perpetual  home. 

H  Y  M  N     CCLVI.     S.  M. 

1  j\   ND  rouft  this  body  die, 

_Z~X  This  well-wrought  frame  decayf 

And  mud  thefe  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay  ? 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worm*, 

Shall  but  refine  this  flefti, 
Till  my  triumphant  1'pirit  come? 
To  put  it  on  afrefh. 

3  God  my  Redeemer  lives, 

And  ever  from  the  fkiee 
Looks  down,  and  watches  all  my  duft. 
Till  he  rh.al.1  bid  it  rife. 

4  Array *d  in  glorious  grace 

Shalt  theie  vile  bodies  (bine, 
And  ev'ry  Chape,   and  ev'ry  face, 
Be  heav'nly  and  divine. 

5  Thefe  lively  hopes  we  owe, 

Lord,  to  thy  ye  ; 

O  may  we  blef*  thy  grace  btiow, 
And  ling   thy  grace   abjve. 

6  Saviour,  accept  the  praifc 

Of  thefe  our  humble  longs, 
Till  tunes  of  nobler  founds  we  raife 
With  our  iutRiortfcj  tongues. 


JUDGMENT.  241 

HYMN     CGLVIT.     C.  M. 
1      /\   ND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 
JL  jl  And  let  it  faint  or  die  ; 
My  fcul  fliall  quit  the  mournful,  vale, 

And  foar  to  worlds  on  high  : 
Shall  join  the  difenibody'd  faints, 
And  find  its  long-fought  reft  ; 
That  only  blifs  for  which  it  pants, 
In  the  Redeemer's  bread. 

2   In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown, 

I  now  the  crofs  fuftaiifl  ; 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 

And  fmile  at  toil  and  pain  : 
I  fuffer  en  my  threefcore  years 

Till  my  Beliv'rer  come  ; 
And  wipe  away  his  fervant's  tears, 

And  take  his  exile  home. 

5  O  what  hath  Jefus  bought  for  me  1 
Before  my  ravifh'd  eyes 
Rivers  of  life  divine  I  lee, 
And  trees  of  paradiie  ! 
,    I  fee  a  world  of  fpirits  bright, 

Who  tafte  the  pleafures  there  ! 
They  all  are  rob'd  in  fpotlefs  white, 
And  coaqu'ring  palms  they  bear. 

4-  O  what  are  all  my  fufF'rings  here, 
If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet 
"With  thafi  enraptur'd  hoft  t'  appear, 
And  w  or  (hip  at  thy  feet  1 
•  Give  joy  or  grief,  give  eafe  or  pain, 
Take  life  or  friends  a  way  : 
X 


242  BEA.TII    AND 

3ut  let  rnc  find  them  all  agaia 
In  that  eternal  day. 

HYMN     CCLVJIT. 

1  TTAPPY  foul,  thy  days  arc  ended  ; 
JLjL  All  thy  mourning  days  below  ; 
Go,   by  angel-guards  attended, 

To  the   fight  of  Jefus,  go. 

2  Waiting  to  receive  thy  fpirit, 

Lo  !   the  Saviour  ftands  above  ; 
Shews  the  purchafe  of  his  merit, 
Rcackes  out  the  crown  of  love. 

3  Struggle  through  thy  latefl:  paiTion, 

To  thy  dear  Redeemer's  breaft ; 
To  his  uttermoft  falvation, 
To  his  everlafting  reft. 

4  For  the  joy  he  fets  before  thee, 

Bear  a  momentary  pain  ; 
Die,  to  live  a  life  of  glory  ; 
Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign. 

HYMN     CCLIX. 

1  /\   H  '.   lovely  appearance  of  death., 
JLjL  What  fight  upon  earth  is  fo  fair  ? 
Not  all  the  gay  pageants  that  breathe, 

Can  with  a  dead  body  Gompare  : 
With:  folemn  delight  I  furvey 

The  corpfe,   when  the  fpirit  is  fled, 
In  love  with  the  beautiful  clay, 

And  longing  to  lie  in  its  (lead. 

2  How  bled  is  our  brother,  bereft 

Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind  ;' 


JUDGMENT.  2& 

H  .  ueafy  the  foul  that  has  left 

This  wcariforne  body  behind  1 
Of  evil  incapable  thou, 

Whofe  relics  with  envy  I  fee, 
No  longer  in  mifery  now, 

No  longer  a  finner  like  me. 

3  This  earth  is  affe&ed  no  more 

With  ficknefs,  or  fhaken  with  pain  ; 
The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er, 

And  never  Chall  vex  him  again  : 
No  anger,   henceforward,  or  fhame, 

Shall  redden  this  innocent  clay  ; 
Extinct  is  the  animal  flame, 

And  paffion  is  vanifh'd  away. 

4  This  langiiiflring  head  is  at  red, 

Its  thinking  and  achinp;  arc  o'er  ; 
This  quiet  immoveable  breaft 

Is  heav'd  by  affliction  no  more: 
This  heart  '13  no  longer  the  feat 

Of  trouble  and  toriurfng  pain  ; 
It  ceafes  to  flutter  and  beat, 

It  never  fhall  flutter  again. 

5  The  lids  he  fo  feldom  could  clofe, 

By  forrow  forbidden  to  ilccp, 
Seal'd  up  in  eternal  rep.irfe, 

.  Have  (Vsangely  forgotten  to  weep: 
The  fountains  can  yield  no  iirpplies  ; 

Thcfe  hollows  from  water  are  free  : 
The  tears  are  all  wipxl  from  thefe  eyes, 

And  evil  they  never  ihall  fee. 

6  To  moum  and  to  fuffer  is  mine, 

While  bound  in  a  prifon  1  breathe  ; 


244  DEATH     AKB 

'And  dill  for  deliverance  pine, 

And  prefs  to  the  iffues  of  death  ; 

What  now-with  my  tears  I  bedew, 
O  might  I  this  moment  become  1 

My  fpirtt  created  anew, 

My  fl-jih  be  confign'd  to  the  tomb  1 

HYMN     CCLX. 
1    "|3  E  JO  ICE  for  a  brother  deteas'd, 

JLV  Our  lofs  is  his  infinite  gain  ; 
A  foul  out  of  prifon  rtde.is'd, 

And  freed  from  its  bodily  chain  ; 
With  fongs  let  usfollow  his  flight, 

And  mount  with  his  fpirit  above  ; 
Efcap'd  to  tke  manfions  of  light, 

And  lodg'd  in  the  Eden  of  lova. 

2  Our  brother  the  haven  hath  gain'd, 

Out-flying  the  temped  and  wind  ; 
His  reft  he  hath  fooner  obtaln'c!, 

And  left  his  companions  behind, 
Still  tofs'don  a  fea  of  didrefs, 

Hard  toiling  to  make  the  bled  fnorc, 
Where  all  is  alfuranceand  peace, 

And  forrow  and  fin  are  no  more. 

3  There  all  the  (hip's  company  meet, 

Who  fail'd  with  the  Saviour  beneath 
With  (homing,  each  other  they  greet, 

And  triumph  o'er  trouble  and  death  : 
The  voyage  of  life's  at  an  end, 

The  mortal  affliction  is  pad  ; 
The  age,  that  in  heaven  they  fpend, 

For  ever  and  ever  fliafl  laut. 


JUDGMENT.  215 

PI  Y  M  N     CGLXI. 

1  ,rjHI5  finifli'd,  ti.3  done  !  the  fpirit  is  fled  ; 

X  Thepris'ner  is  gone,  thechriltianisdead  : 
The  chriftian  is  living  thro'  Jeius's  love, 
And  gladly  receiving  a  kingdom  above. 

2  All  honour  and  praife  are  Jefu.s's  due  : 
Supported  by  grace,  he  fought  his  way  thro'  ; 
Triumphantly  glorious,  thro'  jcfus's  zeal, 
And  more  than  victorious  o'er  fin,  death,  and 

hell. 

3  Then  let  us  record  the  conqu'ring  name  ; 
Our  Captain  and  Lord  with  (hooting  oroclaim  ; 
Who  trull:  in  his  paflion  and  Follow  our  Head, 
To  certain  ialvation  we  all  thai]  be  led. 

4  O  Jefus  !   lead  on  thy  militant  care  ; 

And  give  m  the  crown  of  righteouinefs  there  : 
Where  dazzled  with  glory,  tiie  feraphimgaze  ; 
Or  proftrate  adore  thee,  in  filence  of  praife. 

5  Gome,  Lord,  and  difplay,  thy  fig'n  in  the  Iky, 

And  bear  us  away  to  manfious  on  high  : 
The  kingdom  be  given,  the  purchafe  divine  ; 
And  crown  us  in  heaven  eternally  thine. 

H  Y  M  N     CCLXir. 

1    TJ  OS  ANN  A  to  Jefus  on  high  ! 
XX   Another  has  enter'd  his  reft  ; 
Another  has  'fcap'd  to  the  fky, 
And  lodg'd  in  Immanuel's  bread  : 
X  2 


if  BE  ATI!     AK» 

The  foul  of  our  filler  is  gone, 

To  heighten  the  triumph  aWove  : 

Exalted  to  Jefus's  throne, 

And  clafp'd  in  the  arms  of  his  lore. 

What  fulnefs  of  rapture  is  there, 

While  Jefus  his  glory  difplays  : 
And  purples  the  heavenly  air. 

And  fcatters  the  odours  of  grace  I 
He  looks — and  his  ferrants  io  light, 

The  blefling  ineffable  meet  : 
He  fmiles — and  they  faint  at  his  fight, 

And  fall  overwhelm'd  at  his  feet. 

How  happy  tiie  angels  that  fall 

Tranlported  at  Jefus's  name  : 
The  faints  whom  he  fooneft  fhall  call, 

To  {hare  in  the  feaft  of  the  Lamb  I 
No  longer  imprifon'd  in  clay, 

Who  next  from  his  dungeon  fhall  fly  ? 
Who  finl  (hall  be  i'ummon'd  away — 

My  merciful  God — Is  it  I  ? 

O  Jefus,  if  this  be  thy  will, 

That  fuddenly  I  (hould  depart ; 
Thy  counfel  of  mercy  reveal, 

And  whifper  the  call  to  my  heart  : 
O  give  me  a  fignal  to  know, 

If  foon  thou   wouldft  have  me  remove  ; 
And  leave  the  dull  body  below, 

And  fly  to  the  regions  above. 


■H 


HYMN     CCLXIII. 

APPY  who  in  Jefus  live, 
But  happier  ftill  are  they, 


JUDGMENT.  24!* 

Who  to  God  their  fpirits  give, 

And  Tcape  from  earth  away ; 
Lord,  thou  read'ft  the  panting  heart, 

Lord,  thou  hear'ft  the  praying-  ugh  ; 
O  'tis  hetter  to  depart. 

'Tis  better  far  to  die. 

Yet,  if  fo  thy  will  ordain 

For  our  companions'  good, 
Let  us  in  the  fiefli  remain, 

And  meekly  bear  the  load  ; 
Till  we  have  our  grief  fill'd  up, 

Till  we  all  our  works  have  done, 
Late  partakers  of  our  hope. 

And  fharers  of  thy  throne. 

To  thy  wife  and  gracious  will, 

We  quietly  fubmit, 
Waiting  for  redemption  ftill, 

And  waiting  at  thy  feet  : 
When  thou  wilt  the  blelTinggive 

Call  us  up  thy  face  to  fee  ; 
Only  let  thy  fervants  live, 

And  let  us  die  to  thee. 

H  Y  M  N     CGLXIV. 

STAND,  th'  omnipotent  decree  ! 
Jehovah's  will  be  done  ! 
Nature's  end  we  wait  to  fee, 
And  hear  her  final  groan  ; 
Let  this  earth  diffolve,  and  blend 

In  death,  the  wicked  and  the  juft  ; 
Let  thole  pcnd'rous  orbs  d'efcend, 
And  grind  us  into  dult. 


5  4S  DEATH     AND 

2  Refh  fee  u  re  the  righteous  man  : 

At  his  Redeemer's  beck, 
Sure  t'  emerge  and  rife  again, 

And  mount  above  the  wreck  ; 
Lo  !  the  heav'nly  fpirit  tcw'rs. 

Like  flames  o'er  nature's  fuii'ra!  pyre, 
Triumphs  in  immortal  pow'is, 

And  claps  his  wings  of  lire  ! 

3  Nothing  hath  the  juft  to  lofe 

By  worlds  on  worlds  deftroy'd  ; 
Far  beneath  his  feet   he  views, 

WitirfmUes.   the  flaming  void  ; 
Sees  this  univerfe  renew  Yi, 

The  grand  millennial  year  begun  ; 
Shouts  with  all  the  fons  of  God 

Around  th'  eternal  throne  ! 

4  Rt  fling  in  this  glorious  hope, 

To  be  at  la  ft  reftor'd  ; 
Yield  we  now  our  bodies  up 

To  earthquake,  plague,  or  fword  ; 
Lift'r.ing  for  the  call  divine, 

The  lateu  trumpet  of  the  i^v'n  : 
Soon  our  foul  and  dufl  (hall  join, 

And  both  fly  up  to  heav'n. 

HYMN     CCLXV. 

LONG  to  behold  him  array'd 
With  glory  and  light  from  above  ; 
The  King  in  his  beauty  difplay'd, 

His  beauty  of  holiett  love  : 
I  languijh  and  figh  to  be  there, 
Where  Jefus  hath  uVd  his  abode  j 


JUDGMENT.  249 

O  when  (hall  we  meet  in  the  air, 
And  fly  to  the  mountain  df  God  ! 

2  With  him  I  on  Sion  fha!l  ftand,  \ 

For  Jefus  hath  fpoken  the  word, 
The  breadth  of  Immanuel's  land 

Survey  by  the  light  of  my  Lord  : 
But  when  on  thy  bofom  reclin'd, 

Thy  face  I  am  ftrengtben'd  to  fee, 
My  fulnefs  of  rapture  I  find, 

My  heaven  of  heavens  in  thee. 

3  How  happy  the  people  that  dwell 

Secure  in  the  city  above  ! 
No  pain  the  inhabitants  feel, 

No  ficknefs  or  forrow  fhall  prove'; 
Phyiician  of  fouls,  unto  me. 

Forgivenefs  and  bolinefs  give  ; 
And  then  from  the  body  fet  free, 

And  then  to  tfee  city  receive. 

H  Y  M  N     CCLXVI.     L.  M. 

1  npn/VNKS  be  to  Gcd,  whofe  faithful  love 

JL     Hath  cali'd  another  to  his  bread, 
Tranflated  him  to  joys  above, 
To  manfions  of  eternal  reft. 

2  He  the  good  fight  of  faith  hath  won, 

.    He  heard  with  joy  the  welcome  word  ; 
"  Hither  come  up,  thy  work  is  done, 
"  And  reign  forever  with  thy  Lord." 

i   By  the  angelic  hefts  convey'd, 

Lo.lg'd  in  the  garner  of  the  iky, 
He  reils,  in  Abrah'm's  bofom  laid, 
He  lives  with  God,  no  more  to  die. 


550  DEATH    AND   JUDGMENT. 

4   Thanks  be  to  God,  through  Chrift  alone, 
Who  gave  our  friend  the  victory, 
O  Matter,  lay  to  me,  «•  Well  done  !" 
May  I  rejoice  to  die  in  thee. 

HYMN     GCLXVJI.     C.  M. 

1  /\  ND  muft  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 
JlJL  And  anfwer  in  that  day, 

For  iv'ry  vain  and  idle  thought, 
And  ev'ry  word  I  fay  ? 

£   Yes,  ev'ry  fecret  of  my  heart 

Shall  fhortly  be  made  known  ; 
And  I  receive  my  juft  defcrt, 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 

2  How  careful  then  ought  I  to  live  ; 

With  what  religious  fear  ; 
Who  fuch  a  drift  account  mull  give 
For  my  behaviour- here  ? 

4  Thou  awful  Judge  cf  quick  and  dead, 

The  watchful  pow'r  beftow  ! 
So  (hall  1  to  my  ways  take  heed, 
To  all  I  fpeak  or  do. 

5  If  now  thou  "  ttandefi  at  the  door," 

0  let  mc  feel  thee  near  ! 

And  make  my  peace  with  God,   before 

1  at  thy  bar  appear. 

H  Y  M  N     CCLXVIII.     L.  M. 


we  flart  and  fear  to  dis 


WHY  flionld 
What  tinTrous  worms  we  mortals  are  ! 
Death  is  the  gate  to  endlefs  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 


NEW-YEAR.  25  1 

The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  ftrife, 

Fright  our  approaching  fouls  away  ; 
And  we  (hrink  back  again  to  life, 

Fond  of  our  prifon  and  our  clay. 
O  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  foul  would  ftretch  her  wings  in  hafte, 
Fly  fearlefs  thro'  death's  iron  gate, 

Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  (he  pafs'd. 
Jefus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  foft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breafl  I  lean  my  head, 

And  breathe  my  life  out  fweetly  there. 


NEW-YEAR. 
H  Y  M  N     CCLXIX. 

1  jT^i  OME  let  us  anew,  our  journey  purfue, 
\^A   Roll  round  with  the  year, 

And  never  ftand  ft  111  till  the  m  after  appear  I 
His  adorable  will,  let  us  gladly  fulfil, 

And  our  talents  improve  [love. 

By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labour  of 

2  Our  life  as  a  dream,  our  time  as  a  ftream 

Glides  fwiftly  away, 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refufes  to  ftay  ; 
The  arrow  is  flown,   the  moment  is  gone  ; 

The  millennial  year 
Rufhes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  here, 

3  O  that  each  in  the  day  of  his  coming',   may 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  through,        [fay, 
1  have  finilh'd  the  work  thou  did! 
to  do." 


25  2  NEW-YEAR. 

0  that  each  from  his  Lord,  may  receive  the  glad 

"  Well  and  faithfully  done  !  [word. 

Enter  into  my  joy,  and  fit  down  on  my  throne." 
HYMN     CCLXX. 

1  HHHE  Lord  of  earth  and  Iky, 

JL     The  God  of  ages  praife  1 
Who  reigns  enthron'd  on  high, 
Ancient  of  endlefs  days  ; 
Who  lengthens  out  our  trials  here, 
And  fparcs  us  yet  another  year. 

2  Barren  and  vither'd  trees, 

We  cumber'd  long  the  ground  I 
No  fruit  of  holinefs 

On  our  dead  fouls  was  found  ; 
Yet  doth  he  us  in  mercy  fpare, 
Another,  and  another  year. 

3  When  Juftice  drew  the  fwoid, 

To  cut  the  fig-tree  down  ; 
The  pity  of  our  Lord, 

Cry'd,  "  Let  it  ftill  alone  I" 
The  Father  mild  inclines  his  car, 
And  fpares  us  yet  another  year. 

4  Jefus,  thy  fpeaking  blood, 

From  God  obtain'd  the  grace  ; 
Who  therefore  hath  beftow'd 

On  us  a  longer  fpace  ; 
Thou  didfl  in  our  behalf  appear, 
And  lo  !•  we  fee  another  year  1 

5  Then  dig  about  our  root, 

Break  up  our  fallow  ground, 
And  let  our  gracious  fruit 
To  thy  great  praife  abound  ; 


NEl^-YEAR. 

O  let  us  all  thy  praife   dechre, 
And  fruit  unto  peiiVction  bear. 

H  Y  M  N     CCLXXI.     C.  it, 

SING  to  trie  great  Jehovah's  praife  1 
All  praife  to  him  belongs  ; 
Who  kindly  lengthens  cut  our  days, 

Demands  our  choiccM  longs  : 
His  providence  hath  brought  us  through 

Another  various  year  ; 
We  all  with  vows  and  anthems  new, 
Before  our  God  appear. 

Father,  thy  mercies  pall  we  own, 

Thy  ftill  ccntinu'd  care  ; 
To  thee  prefenting,  thro'  thy  Son, 

Whate'er  we-have,  or  are  ; 
Our  lips  and  lives  fh alt  gladly  Oiow 

The  wonders  of  thy  love,""-- 

While  on  in  Jefu's  fleps  we  go 

To  feck  thy  face  above. 

Our  refidue  of  days  or  hours, 

Thine,  wholly  thine  fhall  be  ; 
And  all  our  confecrated  pow'rs 

A  facrifice  to  thee  : 
Till  Jefus  in  the  clouds  appear, 

To  faints  on  earth  forgiv'n, 
And  bring  the  grand  fabbatic  yejtr, 

The  jubilee  cf  heav'n. 

H  Y   M  N     CCLXXII.     C.  M. 


A 


ND  now,  my  foul,  another  vcar 
Of  thy  (h-ort  life  is  part  ; 
Y 


254  CHRISTMAS. 

I  cannot  long c&tixinfa  here, 
And  this  may  be  ny  laft. 
2  Novf  a  new  fceroe  of  ti me  begins, 
Set  out  a-fr<  fh  for  heav'n  ; 
See-  aily  fins, 

Jn  Ch)  iit  io  freely  ociv'n. 


CHRISTMAS. 
HYMN     CCLXXIII. 

1  JX    IX  glory  to  God  in  the  iky, 

Jl  \~    And  peace  ujpon  e  irth  be  reilcr'd 
O  jet  as,  ex  sited  an  I  • 

Appear  our  omnipotent  Lord! 
\V1  o  meanly  in  Bethlehem  born, 

Did;t  ftoop  to  redeeip  a  loft  race, 
Once  more  to  thy  creatures  return, 

And  reign  in  thy  kingdom  of  grace. 

2  When  thou  in  ou  [ft  appear, 

All  nature  acknowledged  thy  birth; 
Arofe  the  acceptable  year, 

And  heaven  was  open'd  on  earth  : 


Receiving  its  Lord  from  above, 

The  world  was  united  to  blefs 

The  Giver  of  concord  and  love, 

The  Prince  and  the  Author  of  Peace. 
O  would*  thou  again  be  made  known, 

Again  in  the  Spirit  defcerid, 
And  fet  up  in  each  of  thine  own, 

A  kingdom  that  never  (hall  end  ; 
Thou  only  art  able  to  blefs, 

And  make  the  glad  nations  obey, 


CHRISTMAS.  255 

And  bid  the  dire  enmity  ceafe, 

And  bow  the  whole  world  to  thy  fway. 

Come  then  to  thy  fervants  again, 

Who  long  thy  appearance  to  know  : 
Thy  quiet  and  peaceable  reign, 

In   mercy  eftab'Hfli   below  ! 
All  forrow  before  thee  fhall  fly, 

And  anger  and  hatred  be  o'er, 
And  envy  and  malice  fliaTi  die, 

And  diicord  afflict  us  no  more. 

No  horrid  alarum  of  v.-ar 

Shal!  break  our  eternal  repofe  ; 
und  of  the  trumpet  is  there, 

W here  J e fu s ' s  Spirit  o ' e rflo  w  s  : 
Appeas'd  by  the  charms  of  thy  grace, 

We  all  fhall  in  amity  join, 
And  kindly  each  other  eiiabracej 

And  Lave  with  a  paffion  like  thine. 

H  Y  M  N     CCLXXIV.     S.  M. 

Tj*AT  HER,  our  hearts  we  lift 

JL      Up  to  thy  gracious  throne. 
And   thank  thee  for  the  precious  gift 

Of  thine  incarnate  Son  ; 

The  gift  nnfpeakable^ 

We  thankfully  receive, 
And  to  the  world  chy  goodnefs  tell, 

And  to  thy  glory  live. 

Jefus  the  holy  child 
Doth  by  his  birth  declare, 
That  God  and  man  are  reconcil'd, 
And  one  in  him  we  are  : 


5  S  CHRISTMAS. 

Salvation  through  his  name 

To  ail  mankind  is  giv'n, 
And  loud  his  infant-cries  proclaim, 

A  peace  'twixt  earth  and  heav'n. 

A  peace  on  earth  he  brings, 

Which  never  more  (hall  end  : 
The  Lord  ofhofts.  the  King  of  kings. 

Declares  him  felt*  our  Friend  : 

AlTumes  our  flelh  and  blood, 

That  we  his  grace  may  gain  : 
The  everlailing  Son  of  God, 

The  mortal  Son  of  mart. 

His  kingdom  from  above 

He  cloth  to  us  impart, 
And  pure  benevolence  and  love 

O'erflow  the  faithful  heart  : 

Ghang'd  in  a  moment,  we 

The  fweet  attraction  find, 
W  i  t  h  open  a  r m  s  of  cli  a  r i  t y 

Embracing  all  mankind. 

O  might  they  all  receive 

The  new-born  Prince  of  Peace, 
And  meekly  in  his  Spirit  live, 

And  iii  his  love  increafe  ! 

Till  he  convey  us  home, 

Ciy'ev'ry  foul  aloud. 
Come,   thou  defire  of  nations,   come, 

And  take  us  up  to  God  ! 

PI  Y  M  N     CCLXXV. 
LL,  nil  hail  !  happy  day. 
When  enrob'd  in  our  clay, 
The  Redeemer  appear'd  upon  earth  : 


chbistmas.  257 

Now  how  can  we  refrain 

id  I: rain, 
nmanuel's  birth  ? 

O  how  boundfefs  that  lave, 
Fir  ft  i  above, 

Jeius  to  fin  nets  made  known  1 
.■r  voice, 
An  !  •  rej  tfce, 

For  I  to  eartb  is  come  down! 

■  ;-     ;els  of  God, 
is  praifes  abroad. 
And  acknowledge  him  JAB,  the  I  AM  ; 
Now  we  alio  will  join 
In   a  hymn  lo  divine, 
Giving  glory  to  God  and  the  Lamb  1 

Unto  Qhrift  we  will  ling, 

As  our   High-Prieft  and  King, 
And  our  Prophet  to  leach  us  the  road  : 

He  is  more  than  all  this, 

For  Almighty  he  is  • 
And  we  own  him  our  Saviour  and  God. 

To  our  Jefus's  prait'e 

Let  us  fpend  all  our  days  ; 
For  'tis  he  who  our  furety  hath  flood  : 

He  hath  lojourn'd  below, 

That  his  mercy  flight  flow, 
And  he  purchased  our  pardon  with  blood. 

O  may  ev'ry  return 
Of  this  once  blefled  morn, 
Ee  for  ever  remember'd  with  joy  ! 
Y  2 


c  ii  k  i  s  t  :>:  a  s . 


Now  fv.oe'c  accents  of  praife, 

All  our  voices  (hall  raiie  ; 
Hallelujahs  fhal!  be  our  employ  ! 

Let  the  echo  prolong 

The  harmonious   long, 
Hallelujahs  again  and  again  ; 

He  now  kindles  the  fire, 

Whom  the  nations  cleft  re. 
And  to  him  we  devote  the  glad  ftrain 

Bh'ffed  Jefus,  while  we 

Pay  our  tribute  to  th.ee. 
Let  us  Yr'prihip,  admire  and  adore  : 

Now  accept  as  thy  cr'owrt, 

What  before  was  thine  own, 
HaHd'iwahs  and  praife  evermore. 

II  Y  M  N     CCLXXVI. 

HARK  !   toe  herald-an^ 
Y  Glory  to  the  new 
u  Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild 
"  God  and  Pinners  reconciled  :" 

til,  all  ye  nations,  rife 
Join  the  triumphs  of  the  ikies; 
With  th'  Angelic  holh  proclaim, 
u  Ghriit  i*  born  in  Bethlehem." 

Chrift,  by  high  eft  heav'n  ador'd, 
Chrift,  the  everlafting  J^rd  ; 
Late  in  time  behold  hinTco: 
Offspring  of  a  virgin's  wojfibj 
Veil'd  in  flefh,  the  Gov 
Hail  th'  incarnate   Deity  ! 
Pleas'd  ashman  witfo  men  t'  appear 
Jefus  our  Immanucl  feera 


born   &i  ig  ; 


christ:.i  AS.  2  j  9 

3  Hail,  the  heav'n-born  Prince  of  Peace, 
Hail,  the  Sun  of  righteoufnefs  ! 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 

Ris'n  with  healing  in  hia  wings,: 

lays  his  glory  by, 
Born,  that  man  no  in  ore  may  die  ; 
Bern  to  raite  the  ions  of  earth  ; 
Born  to  give  them  fecond  birth. 

4  Come;  defire  of  nations  come, 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  home; 

P. ':'. .  man's  cor,qu'ring  ^ccd, 

Brinfe  in  us  the  ferpent's  head  : 
A  lam's  H-kenefs  now  efface, 
Stamp  thine  image  in  its  place  ; 
Second  Adam  from  above, 
Ileinftate  us  in  thy  love. 

H  Y  U  N    CCLXXVII.     C.   M. 

1  <<  Q  HEPHERD3  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes, 

KJ   u  And  lend  your  fears  away, 
"  News  from  the  regions  of  the  Ikies— 
u  Salvation's  born  to-day. 

2  **  Tefus.  the  God  whom  angels  fear, 

iC  Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you  ; 
"  To-dajg  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
**  But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3  "  No  gold,  tiftr  pirrple  fwaddlinj*  bands, 

"  Nor  royal  (inning  tilings  ; 
"  A  manager  for  his  cradle  ftands, 
"  And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 

4  "  Go,  fhepherds,  where  the  infant  lies, 

k»  And  fee  his  humble  t broke  : 


200  CHRISTMAS. 

"  With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 
"  Go,  ihepherds,  kits  the  Son." 

5  Thus  Gabriel  fang,  and  ftraight  around, 

The  heav'nly  armies  throng  : 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  found, 
And  thus  conclude  the  long  : 

6  "  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

"  Let  peace  furround  the  earth  ; 
"  Mortals  (hail  know  their  Maker's  love, 
';  At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 

7  Lord  I   and  fliall  angels  have  their  fongs, 

And  men  no  tunes  to  r&ife  ? 
O  may  we  lofe  th.-ie  ufelefs  tongues 
When  we  forget  to  praife  ? 

8  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

That  pity'd  us  forlorn, 
We  join  to  fing  our  Maker's  love, 
For  there's  a  Saviour  born. 

HYMN     CCLXXVIII.     C.  M. 

1   T'XTELle  fliepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  by 
VV     All  feated  on  the  ground,       [ 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  fhone  around. 

£   «  Fear  not,"  laid  he  (fqj^nigl^  dread 
Had  feiz'd  their  troubled  mind  ; 
"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  'bring 
"  To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3   "  To  you,  in  David's  town  this  day, 
"  Is  born  of  David's  line, 


F  A S  T  C  R A L .  261 

"  The  Saviour,   who  is  Chi i il  the  Lord  ; 
"  And  this  flitrtl  he  the  fign  : 

4  "  The  hcav'nly  babe  von  there  (hall  find 

u  To  human  view  difplay'd, 
"  All  meanly  wrapp'd  in  fwathing  bands, 
"  And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thusfpake  the  feraph,  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  fhiriing  throng 
Of  angels,  pfaifing  God,  on  high  ; 
And  thus  addreiVd  thetr'fong: 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

"  And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
11  Good-will  henceforth,  from  heav'n  to  men, 
s>  J..:  iiij  and  never  ceafc." 


P  A  S  T  O  R  A  L. 

ii  y  M  n    cci.:;::ix.    l.  m 

CLU3    thy  wana'ring  (heep  behold 


See,  Lord,  with  yearning  bowels,  fee, 
(bub  that  cannot  fisd  the  fold, 
Till  fou  jhtand  gather'd  in  by  thee. 

Loft  are  they  row,  and  fcatter-'d  wide, 
In  pain,  and  wcarinefs,  and  want  : 

With  no  ki  R   rd  near,  to  guide 

The  fck,  and  ipiritiefs,  and  faint. 

Thot*,  only  thou,  the  kind  and  good, 
And  fheep  redeeming-  fhepherd  art  ; 

Coli:  :k,  and  give  them  food 

And  paftors  after  thine  own  heart. 


262  PASTORAL. 

4  Give  the  pure  word  of'geri'ral  grace, 

And  great  fhall  be  the  preachers1  crowd 
Preachers  who  all  the  finful  race, 
Point  to  the  all-atoning  blood. 

5  Open  their  month  and  utt'rance  give, 

Give  them  a  trumpet-voice  to  call 
A  world,   who  all  may  turn  and  live, 
Through  faith  in  him  who  dy'd  for  all. 

6  In  ev'ry  meffenger  rev;al 

The  grace  they  preach  divinely  free  ; 
That  each  may  by  thy  Spirit  tell, 
"  He  dy'd  for  all  who  dy'd  for  me." 

7  A  double  portion,  from  above, 

Of  that  all-quick'ning  Spirit  impart ; 
Shed  forth  thy  univerfal  love 
In  ev'ry  faithful  Paflor's  hei-irt. 

8  Thine  only  glory  let  them  feek, 

O  let  their  hearts  with  love  o'erflow  ; 
Let  them  believe,  and  therefore  fpeak, 
And  fpread  thy  mercy's  praiie  beiow. 
K  Y  M  N     CCLXXX.     S.  M. 

1  T    ORD  of  the  harveft,   hear 
1  -J    Thy  needy  fervauts'  cry, 

Anl'wer  our  faith's  effectual  pray'r, 
And  all  our  wants  fupply. 

2  On  thee  we  humbly  wait, 

Our  wants  are  in  thy  view  : 
The  harveft,  truly.  Lord,  is  great, 
The  labourers  are  few. 

3  Convert  and  fend  forth  more 

Into  thy  church  abroad, 


PASTORAL.  26S 

And  let  them  fpeak  thy  word  of  pow'r, 
As  workers  with  their  God. 

4  Give  the  pure  gofpel  word, 

The  word  of  gen'ral  grace  ; 
Thru  let  them  preach  the  Saviour,  Lore!, 
To  all  the  human  race. 

5  O  let  them  lpread  thy  name, 

Their  million  fully  prove  ; 

Thy  univerfal  grace  proclaim, 

Thine  all-redeeming  love. 

HYMN     CCLXXXI.     St  M. 

1  TTOW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 

1    I    Who  fland  on  Zion's  hill, 
That  bring  falvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal  ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice, 

So  fwee't  the  tidings  are  ; 
"  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King  ; 

"  He  reigns  and  triumphs  here  1" 
S   How  kappy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  found; 
"Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for 

And  fought,  but  never  found  I 

4  How  biefled  are  our  eyrs, 

That  fee  this  heav'niy  light ; 
Prophets  and  kings  defir'd  it  long, 
But  dy'd  without  the  fight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  "heir  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  empky  ; 

Jerufalem  breaks  forth  in  fongs, 

And  deferts  learn  the  joy. 


2$4  PASTORAL. 

6   The  Lord  makes  bare  his   arm, 
Through  all  the  earth  abroad  : 
Let  ev'ry  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

H  Y  M  N     CCLXXXII.     L.   M. 

1  T^ATHER,  if  juftly  dill  we  claim, 
JL     Tous  and  ours,  the  prornife  made, 
To  us  be  graciouliy  the  lame, 

And  crown  with  living  fire  our  head. 

2  Our  claim  admit,  and  from  above, 

The  graces  of  thy  Spirit  fhow'r, 
Of  wife  difcernment,  humble  love, 
And  zeal,  and  unity,  and  povv'r. 

3  The  fpirit  of  convincing  fpeech, 

Of  pow'r,  and  truth,  and  faith  impart  : 
Such  as  may  ev'ry  confcience  reach, 
And  found  the  unbelieving-  heart  : 

4  The  fpirit  of  refining  fire, 

Searching- the  inmoft  of  the  mind, 
To  purge  all  fierce  and  foul  deli  re, 
And  kindle  life  more  pure  and  kind  : 

5  The  fpirit  of  redeeming  grace, 

To  break  the  pow'r  of  canceli'd  fin  : 
Tread  down  its  itrength,  in  ev'ry  place, 
And  lull  the  conclueft  more  than  win. 

6  The  Spirit  breathe,  of  inward  life, 

Which  in  our  hearts  thy  iaws  may  write 
Then  grief  expires,  and  pain  and  Itrife  : 
'Ti    pleafure  all  and  all  delight. 


PASTORAL.  26  5 

HYMN     CCLXXXIII.     L.  M. 

1    ^\N  all  the  earth  thy  Spirit  fhow'r, 
V^/  The  earth  in  righteoufnefs  renew  : 
Thy  kingdom  come,  in  life  and  pow'r, 
And  to  thy  fceptrt  all  fabdue. 

2  Like  mighty  winds  or  torrents  fierce, 

Gome,  and  oppnfers  all  o'erturn  ; 
And  ev'ry  law  of  fin  reverfe, 

That  faith  and  love  may  make  all  one. 

3  Yea,  let  thy  word  in  ev'ry  place, 

Its  rictaeit  energy  declare  : 
While  holy  tempers,  fruits  of  grace, 
The  kingdom  of  thy  Chrifl  prepare. 

4  Grant  this,  O  holy  God,  and  true  : 

The  ancient  feers  thou  didfi  infpire  ! 
To  us  perform  the  promife  clue, 

Defcend,  and  crown  us  now  with  fire  ! 

H  Y  M  N     CCLXXXIV.     L.  M. 

1  /^lOMFOPvT,  ye  minifters  of  grace, 
V>4   Comfort  the  people  of  your  Lord  j 
O  lift  ye  up  the  fallen  race, 

And  cheer  them  by  the  gofpel-word. 

2  Go  into  ev'ry  nation,  go, 

Speak  to  their  trembling  hearts,  and  cry, 
Glad  tidings  unto  all  wc  (how  ; 
Jerufalem,  thy  God  is  nigh. 

3  Hark  !  in  the  wildernefs,  a  cry., 

A  voice,  that  loudly  calls,  Prepare  ! 
Z 


2C6  PA5T0UAL. 

Prepare  your  hearts,  for  God  is  nigh, 

And  means  to  make  his  entrance  there  ! 

4  The  Lord  your  God  [hall  quickly  come  ; 

Sinners  repent,  the  call  obey  : 
Open  your  hearts  to  make  him  room, 
Ye  defert  fouls,  prepare  his  way. 

5  The  Lord  fhall  clear  his  way  thro'  all  ; 

Whate'er  obftrucls,  obstructs  in  vain. ; 
The  vale  fhall  rife,  the  mountain  fall, 
Crooked  be  ftraight,  and  rugged  plain. 

6  The  glory  of  the  Lord  difplay'd, 

Shall  all  mankind  together  view  : 
And  what  his  mouth  in  truth  hath  laid, 
His  own  almighty  hand  mail  do. 

H  Y  M  N     CCLXXXV.     L.  M. 

1  ~Y  TTIGH  on  his  everlafting  throne, 
JLjL  The  King  of  faints  his  work  furveys. 
Marks  the  dear  fouls  he  calls  his  own, 

And  fmiles  en  the  peculiar  race. 

2  He  is  well  pleas'd  their  toils  to  fee  ; 

Beneath  his  eafy  yoke  they  move  ; 
With  all  their  heart  and  ftrength  agree 
In  the  fweet  labour  of  his  love. 

2  See  how  the  fervants  of  the  Lord 
A  bufy  multitude  appear; 
For  Jefus  day  and  night  employ'd, 
His  heritage  they  toil  to  clear. 

4  The  love  of  Chrift,  their  hearts  conflrains, 
And  ftrengtheas  their  unwearied  hands ; 


PASTORAL.  267 

They  fpend  their  ftrength  and  life  and  pains, 
To  cultivate  Immanuel's  lands. 

i  rjefus  their  toil  delighted  fees, 

Their  induftry  vouchfafes  to  crown  ; 
He  kindly  gives  the  wifli'd  increafe, 
And  fends  the  promis'd  blelTmgs  down  : 

C*  The  fap  of  life,  the  Spirit's  pow'rs, 
He  rains  incefTant  from  above  ; 
He  all  his  gracious  fulnefs  fnow'rs, 
To  perfect  their  great  work  of  love. 

7  O  Lord,  increafe  thy  lowers'  feed, 

And  fruit  they  ev'ry  hour  (hall  bear  ; 
Throughout  the  world  thy  gofpel  fpread, 
Thine  everlafting  truth  declare  1 

2  We  then,  in  perfect  love  renew'd, 

Shall  know  the  greatnefs  of  thy  pow'r, 
Stand  in  the  temple  of  our  God, 
As  pillars,  and  go  out  no  more. 

II  Y  M  N    CCLXXXVI.     L.  M. 

i   "FVRAW  near,  O  Son  of  God,  draw  near, 
JL/   Us  with  thy  naming  eye  behold, 
Still  in  thy  church  vouchfafe  t'  appear, 
And  let  our  candieftick  be  gold. 

2  Still  hold  the  ftars  in  thy  right-hand, 

And-let  them  in  thy  hi  fire  glow, 
The  lights  of  a  benighted  land, 
The  angels  of  thy  church  below, 

3  Make  good  their  apoflclic  faoaft, 

Thy  high  commiffion  let  them  prove, 


2f>8  BAPTISM. 

Be  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghoft, 

And  fill'd  with  faith  and  hope  and  lore. 

4  Their  hearts  from  things  of  earth  remove, 

Sprinkle  them.  Lord,  from  fin  and  fear  j 
Fix  their  affections  all  above. 

And  lay  up  all  their  treafure  there. 

5  Give  them  a  tongue  to  fpe a k  thy  word; 

Thou  fpeakefl  to  the  churches  now: 
And  let  all  tongues  confefs  their  Lord, 
Let  evVyknee  to  Jefus  bow. 


B  A  P  T  I  S  M. 
HYMN     CCLXXXVIT.      C.  M. 

CELESTIAL  Dove,  defcend  from  hi- 
Arid  on  the    water  brood  : 
Gome,  with  thy  quick'ning  pow'r  apply 

The  water  and  the  blood. 
I  love  the  Lord,  that  (loops  fo  low 

To  :;ive  his  word  a  feal  : 
But  the  rich  grace  his  hands  bellow 

;eds  the  fig-ore  (till. 
Almighty  God,  for  thee  we  call, 

And  our  requeft  renew  : 
Accept  in  Chrifr,  a;ul  Hefs  withal, 
The  work  we  bave  to  do. 

H  Y  M  N     CCLXXXVIII.     S.  M. 

MY  Saviour -s  pierced  fide. 
PourMouta  double  flood; 
By  wa^y  we  are  purify 'd, 

Andpa:dou'd  by  the  blood. 


SACRAftENTAL.  269 

2  Call'd  from  above,  I  rife 

A  nu  waft  away  my  fin  ; 
The  ftrtiam  to  which  my  fpirit  flies, 
Can  make  the  fouleft  clean. 

3  It  runs  divinelv  clear, 

A  f&imtaiu  deep  feud  wide  ; 
'Twas  c.pen'd  by  the  foldier's  fpear, 
In  my  Redeemer's  fide! 

K  Y  M  N     CCLXXXIX.     L.  M. 

1    |^<OME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghou\ 
V_4    Honour  the.  means  ordain 'd  by  thee  1 
Make  good  our  apoftolic  boaft, 

-  ibrious  miniftry. 
5   Father,  in  thefe  reveal  thy  Son  : 

In  thefe  for  whom  we  feek  thy  face, 
The  hidden  myfrery  make  known, 
The  inward  pare  baptrifing  grace. 

3  Tefus.  with  us  thou  always  art : 

Effectuate  the  facred  fign  : 
The  gift  unipeakable  impart, 
And  Wefs  the  ordinance  divine. 

4  Eternal  Spirit,  d-jfevnd  from  high, 

Baptil  j-  oi  ourfpirits  thou  ! 
The  [Wcraraental  feal  apply, 

And  witness  with  the  water  now  ! 


SACRAMENTAL. 

H  Y  M  N     CCXG. 

N  that  '  morable  night, 

Jefus  was  for  us  betray'dj 
Z  2 


270  SACRAMENTAL. 

He  left  his  death  recording  rite, 

He  took  and  blelVd  and  brake  the  bread, 
And  gave  his  own  their  !aft  bequeit, 
And  thus  his  love's  intent  exprefs'd  : 

2  "  Take,  eat,  this  is  mv  body  giv'n, 

"  To  purchafelife  and  peace  for  you/ 
(/  Irardon  and  holinefs  and  heav'n  ; 

u  Do  this,  my  dying  love  to  fbew, 
"  Accept  your  precious  legacy, 
"  And  thus,  my  friends,  remember  me." 

3  He  took  into  his  hands  the  cup. 

To  crown  the  facramental  feaft, 
And  full  of  kind  concern  look'd  ap, 

And  gave  to  them  what  he  had  blefl : 
"  And  drink  ye  all  of' this,  he  faid, 
"  In  foiemn  mem'ry  of  the  dead." 

i  "  This  is  my  blood,  which  feals  the  ne\r 
"  Eternal  cov'nant  of  my  grace  ; 
u  My  blood  fo  freely  (bed  for  you, 

u  For  yon,  and  all  the  finfui  rnce  : 
"  My  blood,  thatfpeaks  your  fins  forgiv'n, 
4k  And  juflifies  your  claim  to  heav'n." 

H  Y  M  N     CCXCI.     S.  M. 

I  ET  all  who  truly  bear 

JLj  The  bk-edin^  Saviour's  name, 
Their  faithful  hearts  with  us  prepare. 

And  eat  the  Pafchal  Lamb  : 

Our  p  a  ffo  v  e  r  w  a  s  {lain, 

At  Salem's  hallow'd  place, 
Yet  we  who  in  our  tents  remain, 

Shall  gain  his  l&rgelt  grace. 


SACR  A  MENTAL.  271 

2  This  «tt&attfti<5  feafl 
OurevVy  want  fupplieS, 

And  ftill  «rc  by  his  death  are  blcft, 

And  fhare  his  facrifice  ; 

By  faith  Lis  flefh  we  eat 

Who  here  his  paffion  fhow. 
And  God  out  of  his  holy  feat 

Shall  all  his  gifts  beftow. 

3  Who  thus  our  faith  employ 
His  firff*f  log's  to  record, 

Ev'n  now  we  mournfully  enjoy 

Communion  with  our  Lord  ; 
.s  though  we  ev'ry  one 

Btfoeath  bis  crofs  had  flood, 
And  iVrrn  bitn  heave,  and  heard  him  groan. 

And  frit  his  gu  filing  blood. 

■4        QGis,T:  !*chfinifh'd  now! 

Tfae  mortal  pang  is  pad  1 
By  I  head  we  fee  him  bow, 

And -hear  him  breathe  his  laft  ! 

We  too. -with  him  are  dead, 

A::  :ii  him  arife, 

TjSe  crofs  on  which  he  bows  his  head, 

Sha'i:  lift  us  to  the  ikies, 

H  Y  M  N     CCXGII. 

1    T>OGS  of  Ifrael.  cleft  for  me, 
-  For  all  mankind, 
; -:;"•:  foirWers  fee, 
leath  to  mind  : 
St;::  ntfcin  of  thy  blood 

S:u.:^s  for  iinners  open'd  wide, 


T2  SACRAMENTAL. 

Now,  jufl:  now,  my  Lord,  and  God, 
1  wafh  me  in  thy  fide.  , 

!  Now,  ah  now.  we  all  plunge  in, 

And  drink  the  purple  wave  ; 
This  is  the  antidote  for  fin, 

'Tis  this  our  fouls  fhall  fave  : 
With  the  life  of  Jefiu  fed, 

Lo  ;  from  flrength  to  ftrength  we  rife, 
Follow'd  by  cur  Rock,  and  led 

To  meet  him  in  the  fkies. 

HYMN     CCXCIII.     L.  M. 

TJTHOR  of  our  falvatim,  thee 
With  lowly  thankful  hearts  we  pfaife, 
Author  of  this  great  myftery, 

Figure  and  means  of  faving  grace. 

The  facred,  true,  effectual  fign, 
Thy  body  and  thy  Wood  it  (hows  ; 

The  glorious  inurnment  divine, 

Thy  mercy  and  thy  ftrength  bellows* 

We  fee  the  blood  that  feals  our  peace, 
Thy  pard'ning  mercy  we  receive  : 

The  bread  doth  viiib'y  exprefs 

The  ftrength  thro'  which  our  fpirits  live. 

Ourfpirits  drink  a  freOifupply, 
Aud  eat  the  bread  fo  freely  giv'ii, 

Till  borne  on  eagle's  wings  we  fly. 

And  banquet  with  our  Lord  in  heav'n. 

H  Y  M  N     CCXCIV.     C.  ?.!. 


OTHOU,  who  thi 
Didft  in  Emmaas 


j  rhyfteriou«  bread 

break, 


-SACRAMENTAL.  2T3 

Return  herewith  our  fouls  to  feed, 
And  to  thy  foU'wers  fpeak. 

2  Unfeal  the  volume  of  thy  grace, 

Apply  thy  gefpel  word  ; 
Open  our  eyes",  to  fee  thy  face, 
Our  hearts,  to  know  thee,   Lord. 

3  Of  thee  we  frill  commune,  and  mourn, 

Till  thou  the  veil  remove, 
Talk  with  us,  and  our  heart:  (hall  burn, 
With  flames  of  fervent  love. 

4  Enkindle  now  the  heav'nly  zeal, 

And  make  thy  mercy  known, 
And  gjve  c >n r  pardon 'd  fouls  to  feel 
That  God  and  love  arc  one. 

H  Y  M  N     CCXCV.     C.    M. 

1     |E5US  at  whofe  fupreme  command, 
J    We  thus  approach  to  God, 
Before  us  in  thy  veflure  {land, 
Thy  v; 3ure  dipt  in  blood. 

5  Obedient  to  thy  gracious  word, 

We  break  the  hallow 'd bread, 
Gono  te  cur  dying  Lord, 

And  truft  on  thee  to  feed. 

3  Now,  Saviour,  now  thyfelf  reveal  ; 

And  make  thy  nature  known, 
Anix  the  facramental  feal, 
And  framp  us  for  thine  own. 

4  The  tokens  of  redeeming*  love, 

O  let  us  all  receive  ! 
And  feel  the  quick'ning-  fpirit  move. 
And  fefifibly  believe. 


Zl  4>  SACRAMENTAL. 

5  The  cup  of  bleffing  bleft  by  thee, 

Let  it  thy  blo?;d  impart  ; 
The  bread  thy  myftic  body  be, 
And  cheer  each  languid  heart. 

6  The  grace  which  fure  falvation  brings, 

Let  us  be  re  with  receive  ; 
Satiate  the  hungry  with  good  things, 

The  hidden  manna  give. 

HYMN     CCXCVT. 

1  TT^THO  is  this  that  comes  from  far, 

V  V     Clad  in  garments  dipt  in  blood, 
Strong  triumphant  traveller. 
Is  lie  man,  oris  he  God  ? 

2  u  I  that  fpcak  in  righteoufnefs, 

"  Son  of  God  and  man  lam, 
"  Mighty  to  redeem  your  race  ; 
u  Jeffs,  is  your  Saviour's  name." 

3  Wherefore  are  thy  garments  red, 

Dy'd  as  in  a  eri-mfon  fea  ? 
They  that  in  a  wine-vat  tread, 
Are  not  ftain'd  fo  much  as  thee. 

4  "I. the  F:.'.ther'h  fav'rite  Son, 

"  Have  the  dreadful  wine-prefs  trod  ; 
u   Borne  the  vengeful  wrath  alone, 
"  All  tiie  fierceft  wrath  of  God." 

H  y  U  N     CCXCVII. 

1    TESUS.  dear  redeeming  Lord, 
J    Magnify  thy  dying  word, 
In  thine  ordinance  appear, 
Come  and  meet  thy  ioll'wers  here. 


M  OR  tfll*G     AND    EVENING. 

2  In  the  rite  thou  haft  enjoin'd, 
Let  us  now   our  Saviour  find  ; 
Drink  thy  blood,  for  {timers  llVcd, 
Tafte  thee  in  the  broken  bread. 

3  Thou  our  faithful  hearts  prepare, 
Thou  thy  pard'ning  grace  declare  ; 
Thou  that  haft  for  tinners  dy'd, 
Shew  thyfelf  the  crucify 'd  I 

4,  All  the  pow'r  of  fin  remove, 
Fill  us  with  thy  perfect  love  ; 
Stamp  us  with  the  {tamp  divine, 
Seal  our  fouls  for  ever  mine. 

H  Y  M  N     CCXCV1II.     S.  M. 

1  TESU3,  we  thus  obey 

J    Thy  laft  and  kindeft  word  ; 
Here  in  thine  own  appointed  way, 
We  come  to  meet  thee,  Lord. 

2  The  way  thou  haft  enjoin'd, 

Thou  wilt  therein  appear  ; 
We  come  with  confidence  to  find     . 
Thy  fpecial  pretence  here. 

3  Whate'cr  the  Almighty  can 
To  pardon'd  finncrs  give, 
The  fulnefs  of  our  God  made  man, 
We  here  with  Ghrift  receive. 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 
HYMN     CGXGIX.     Morning. 

HERE  is  my  God,  my  joy,  my  hope, 


1WIi 


he  dear  defirs  of  nation 


276  HORKiXG     AVB 

Jefus,  to  thee  my  foul  looks  up, 

To  thee  directs  her  morning  pray'r  ; 
And  foreads  her  arms  of  faith  abroad, 
T'  embrace  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  God  ! 

2  Mine  eyes  prevent  the  morning-ray, 

Looking  and  longing  for  thy  word  ; 
Come,  O  my  Jefus,  come  away, 

And  let  my  heart  receive  its  Lord  ; 
Which  pants  and  druggies  to  be  free, 
And  breaks  to  be  detain'd  from  thee, 

3  Appear  in  me  bright  Morning-Star, 

And  fcatter  all  the  (hades  of  night ; 
I  faw  thee  once,  and  came  from  far, 
But  quickly  loft  thy  tranficnt  light  ! 

And  now  again  in  darknefs  pine, 

Till  thou  throughout  my  nature  fiiine. 

4  In  patient  hope  I  now  take  heed 

To  the  furc  word  of  prom  is.' d  grace  ; 
YvTiois  rays  a  feeble  luilre  (lied,  [place  ; 

Faint    glimmVmg    through   the  darkibree 
Till  thou  thy  glorious  light  impart, 
And  rife  the  Day-Star  in  my  heart. 

5  Come,  Lord,  be  manifefted  here, 

And  all  the  devil's  works  deftroy  ; 
Now,  without  lin,  in  me  appear, 

And  fill  with  everlalting  joy  ; 
Thy  beatific  face  difplay, 
Thy  prefence  in  the  perfect  day. 

HYMN     CCC.      S.   M.      Morning. 

i  TT^T'E  ^  our  ncarti  t0  thee, 

V  V     O  Day-Star  from  on  high  \ 


L  V  £  K  INC.  ! 

The  fun  itfeK  is  but  thy  ftiaeTr, 

Yet  cheers  both  earth  and  iky. 

2  O  let  thy  orient  beams, 

The  night  of  fin  difp<*rfij, 

The  in  ills  of  error,  and  of  vice, 

Which  fhade  the  imiverfe  ! 

3  How  beauteous  nature  now  ! 

How  dark  and  fad  before  ! 
With  joy  we  view  the  plea  Ping  change, 
And  nature's  God  adore. 

4  O  may  no  gloomy  crime, 

Pollute  the  riling  day  ! 
May  Jefu's  blood,  like  ev'ning  dew, 
Waffi  all  the  ftains  away  1 

5  May  we  this  life  improve, 

To  mourn  for  errors  pall  ; 
And  live  this  fliort  revolving  day, 
.'is  if  it  were  our  kill. 

6  To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit,  one  in  three, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  fhall  for  ever  be. 

H  Y  M  N     CCCI.     C.  M.     Evening. 

1  A  LL  praife  to  him  who  dwells  in  blifs, 
JT\.    Who  made  both  day  and  night  ; 
Whole  throne  is  in  the  great  abyl's 

Of  uncreated  light. 

2  Each  thought  and  deed,  his  piercing  eyes, 

With  ftri&eft  fearch  furvey  ; 
A  a 


278  MORNING     ANB 

The  deeped  (hades  no  more  difguife, 
Than  the  full  blaze  of  day. 

3  Whom  thou  doit  guard,  O  King  of  kings, 

No  evil  firall  moled  : 
Under  the  lhadow  of  thy  wings, 
Shall  they  fecurely  reft  : 

4  Thy  angels  (hall  around  their  beds, 

Their  conftant  {rations  keep  ; 
Thy  faith  and  truth  mall  fhield  their  heads, 
For  thou  dofl  never  fleep. 

5  May  we  Avith  calm  and  fweet  repofe, 

And  heav'nly  thoughts  refrefn'd, 
Our  eye-lids  with  the  morn's  unclofe, 
And  blel's  thee,  ever  blefs'd. 

H  Y  M  N     CCC.II.     G.  M.     Morning, 

1  /^IVER  and  guardian  of  my  fleep, 
VJX  To  praife  thy  name  1  wake  ; 
Still,  Lord,  thy  helplefs  fervant  keep, 

For  thine  own  mercy's  fake. 

2  The  blefling  of  another  day 

I  thankfully  receive  ; 
O  may   1  only  thee  obey, 
And  to  thy  glory  live. 

3  Vouchfafe  to  keep  my  foul  fiom  fin, 

Its  cruel  pow'r  fufpend, 
Till  all  this  itrife  and  war  within, 
In  perfect  peace  mail  end. 

4  Upon  me  lay  thy  mighty  hand, 

My  words  and  thoughts  retrain  ; 
Bow  my  whole  foul  to  thy  command, 
Nor  let  my  faith  be  vain. 


EVENING.  279 

5   Pris'ner  of  hope,  I  wait  the  hour 
Which  (hall  falvation  bring  ; 
When  all  I  am  fhall  own  thy  pow'r, 
And  call  my  Jefus,  King, 

HYMN     CCCIIT. 

1   TTTHEN  quiet  in  my  houfe  I  fit, 
V  V     Thy  book  be  lny  companion  ft  ill 
My  joy,  thy  fayings  to  repeat, 

Talk  o'er  the  records  of  thy  will  ; 
And  fearch  the  oracles  divine, 
Till  ev'ry  heart-felt  word  be  mine. 

5   O  may  the  gracious  words  divine, 
Subject  of  all  my  converfe  be  ; 

So  will  the   Lord  his  foll'wer  join, 
And  walk  and  talk  himfelf  with  me  ; 

So  fhall  my  heart  his  prefence  prove, 

And  burn  with  everlasting  love. 

Z   Oft  as  I  lay  me  down  to  reft, 
O  may  the  reconciling"  word 
Sweetly  compofe  my  weary  bread, 
While  on  the  boibm  of  my  Lord 
I  fink  in  hlifsful  clreams  away, 
And  vifions  of  eternal  day  1 

4  Riling  to  fing  my  Saviour's  praife. 
Thee  may  I  publifh  all  day  long  ; 
And  let  thy  precious  word  of  grace 

Flow  from  my  heart  and  fill  my  tongue  ; 
Fill  all  my  life  with  pureft  love. 
And  join  me  to  thy  church  above. 


2  30  MOUNTING    AND 

H  Y  M  N     CCCIV.     C.  M.  Mcffhl 

1    /*^NCE  more,  my  foul,  the  riling  day 
\_Jr    Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  ; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  that  rules  the  ikies. 

3   Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 
The  day  renews  the  found, 
Wide  as  the  heav'n  on  which  he  fit* 
To  turn  the  feafohs  round* 

3  'Tis  he  fupports  my  mortal  frame, 

My  tongue  (hall  fpeak  his  praife  ; 
My  tins  might  roufe  his  wrath  to  flame, 
But  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  Dear  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

Whilit  I  enjoy  the  light  ; 
Then  (hall  my  i'un  in  fmiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleafing  night. 

II  Y  M  N     CCCV.     C.  M.     Eventn 

1  ~  '    ORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray 
.1 4   1  am  iov  ever  thine  ; 

I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  fin. 

2  And  while  I  reft  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  bus'nefs  free, 
'Tis  fweet   converfing  on  my  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  ev'iiing-  farrifice  : 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith  and  hope  relies 

Upon  thy  g;ace   alune. 


EVENING.  281 

4  Tlu:s,  w/ith  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace, 
I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  fleep  ; 
Thy  hand  in  fafety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  {lumbers  keep. 

H  Y  M  N     CCCVI.     C.  M.    Sabbath. 

\    T    ORD  in  the  morning  thou  flia.lt  hear 

ft   j  My  voice  afcending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  pray'r. 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Chrift  is  gone, 

To  plead  for  all  his  faints, 
Preferring  at  the  Father's  throne, 
Our  longs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,   before  whole  fight 

The  wicked  (hall  not  (land, 

Sinners  fhall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right-hand. 

4  O  may  the  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In   ways  of  righteoufnefs  1 
Make  :v'ry  path  of  duty  ftraight 
And  plain  before  my  f\ce. 

5  Now  to  thy  houle  will  I  refort, 

To  tafte  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worfhip  in  thy  fear. 

HYMN     CCGVII.     L.  M.  Morning. 

1    f~\  LORD,  haw  many  are  my  foes 

\Jf    In  this  weak  ft;,tc  of  fie'.h  and  blood  I 
My  ;■'  ace  they  daily  difcom.pofe  ; 
But  my  defence  and  Hofe  is  God. 
A  a  2 


13IRT1I-DAY. 

Tir'd  with  the  burden?  of  the  day, 

To  thee  I  rais'd  an  ev'ning  cry  ; 
Thou  heard'll  when  1  began  to  pray, 

And  thine  almighty  help  was  nigh. 
Supported  by  thy  heav'nly  aid, 

I  laid  me  clown  and  flcpt  fectire  ; 
Death  mould  not  make  my  heart  afraid, 

Though  I  fljould  wake  or  rife  no  more. 
But  God  fufb.in'd  me  all  the  night  ; 

Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  ; 
He  rais'd  my  head  to  fee  the  light  ; 

I'll  make  his  praife  my  morning  fong. 

H  Y   M  N     CCGVIII.     L.  M. 

Y  God,  how  endlefs  is  thy  love  ! 
Thy  gifts  are  cv'ry  ev'ning  new: 
And  morning  mercies  from  above, 
Gently  defoend  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  fpread'fithe  curtains  of  the  night, 

Great  guardian  of  my  fleepirig  hours  ; 
Thy  fov'reign  word  re  (lores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowfy  pow'rs. 

3  I  yield  myfelf  to  thy  command  ; 

To  thee  devote  my  nights  and  days  ; 
Perpetual  blefiings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  fongs  of  praife. 

BIRTH-DAY. 
H  Y  M  N     CCCIX. 


1    ^"^1  OD  of  my  life,  to  thee 
vJ*"  My  cheerful  fonl  J 


raife  ; 


uhtii-day.  283 

Thy  goodnfirfs  bade  me  be, 
And  firll  prolongs  my  days  ; 
I  fee  my  natal  hour  return. 
And  blefs  the  day  that  I  was  born. 
A  clod  of  living  earth, 
I  glorify  thy  name, 
From  whom  alone  my  birth, 
And  all  my  blefling-s  came  ; 
Creating  and  prc&fving  grace 
Let  all  that  is  within  me  praife. 

Long  as  I  live  beneath, 
To  thee,  O  let  me  live  ! 

To  thee  my  ev'ry  breath, 
In  thanks  and  praifes  give  : 
Whatever  I  have,  whate'er  I  am, 
Shall  magnify  my  Maker's  name. 

VIr  foul  and  all  its  pow'rs, 

Thine,  wholly  thine  (hall  be  ; 
All,  all  my  happy  hours 
I  co nfe crate  to  thee  : 
Me  to  thine  image  now  reftore, 
And  I  mail  praife  thee  evermore. 

I  wait  thy  will  to  do, 

As  angels  do  irr  heav'n  ; 
In  Chriit  a  creature  new, 
Eternally  fbrgiv'n  ; 
J  wait  thy  righteous  will  to  prove, 
All  fanclify'd  by  perfect  iove. 
Then  when  the  work  is  done, 

The  work  of  faith  with  pow'r, 
Receive  thy  favour'd  Ion, 
la  death's  triumphant  hour  : 


!84  BIRTH-DAY. 

Like  Mofes  to  thyfelf  convey, 
And  kifs  my  raptur'd  foul  away. 

HYMN     CGCX. 

"^"JOW  away  with  our  fears, 

JL^I     rhe  glad  morning  appears, 
When  an  heir  c  f  falvatiod  was  born  ! 

From  Jehovah  I  came, 

For  his  glory  I  am. 
And  to  him  I  with  tinging return, 

I        Thou,  my  Jefua,  alone, 

Ait  the  fountain  I  own 
Of  my  life  and  felicity  here  ; 

And  T  cheerfully  ilng 

My  Redeemer  and  King, 
Till  hisfigns  in  the  heavens  appeal*. 
\        T  with  thanks  elf  rejoice 

In  thy  fath<  rly  choice, 
Of  my  flat  •  ndit  on  below  ; 

If  of  parents  I  came. 

Who  ni.i  Inn  our  thy  name,, 
'Twas  thy  wifdom  appointed  it  fa. 

1        O  the  infinite  cares, 

And  temptations,  and  fnares, 
That  thy  hand  hath  conducted  me  through 
O  the  bjefiing's  be  'low  'd 
By  a  bountiful  God, 
And  the  mercies  eternally  new  ! 
5        What  a  merry  is  this. 
What  a  he  a  I'm  ofbHf?, 
How  unlpceakably  happy  am  I  ! 


PAHENff  AND  MASTERS.      285 

Gather'd  into  thy  fold, 
With  thy  people  enroll'd, 
With  thy  peo[)le  to  live  and  to  die  ! 

Now  all  honour  and  praife 

To  the  F.ither  of  grace, 
To  the  Spirit,  and  Son,  I  return  ; 

I  <-h;  bufinefs  purfue, 

He  hath  made  me  to  do, 
And  rejoice  that  I  ever  was  born. 

In  a  rapture  of  joy, 

All  my  life  I'll  employ, 
The  great  Author  of  life  to  proclaim  ; 

'lis  worth  living  for  this, 

To  aclmiriifter  blifs, 
And  falv&tion  in  Jcfus's  name. 

All  my  remnant  of  days 

I  will  fpervd  in  hispraife, 
Vv'ho  hath,  dy'd  the  whole  world  to  redeem  ; 

Be  they  many  or  few, 

All  my  days  are  his  due, 
And  the  whole  I'll  devote  unto  him  ! 


PARENTS  AND  MASTERS. 
H  Y  M  N     CCCXI.     C.  M. 

GOO,  only  wile,  almighty,  good, 
Sena  forth  thy  truth  and  light, 
To  point  us  out  the  narrow  road 
And  guide  our  ftepa  aright  ; 

To  fleer  our  dang'rous  courfe  between 
The  rocks  on  either  hand  1 


286  PARENTS    AND 

And  fix  us  in  the  golden  mean, 
And  bring  our  charge  to  land. 

3  Made  apt  by  thy  fufficient  grace, 

To  teach,  as  taught  by  thee, 
We  come  to  train  in  all  thy  ways, 
Our  rifing  progeny. 

4  Their  feififli  will  in  time  fubdue, 

And  mortify  their  pride  ; 
And  lend  their  youth  a  facred  clew 
To  find  the  Crucify'd  ! 

5  We  would  in  ev'ry  flep  look  up, 

By  thine  example  taught, 
T'  alarm  their  fear,  excite  their  hope, 
And  reclify  their  thought. 

6  We  would  perfuacle  their  hearts  t'  obey, 

With  mildeft  zeal  proceed  ; 
And  never  take  the  hardier  way, 
When  love  will  do  the  deed. 

7  For  this  we  a!k,  in  faith  fjneere, 

The  wlfdom  from  above  ; 
To  touch  their  hearts  with  filial  fear, 
And  pure,  ingenuous  love  ! 

8  To  v/atch  their  will,  to  fenfe  inclin'd, 

Withhold  the  hurtful  food  ; 
And  gently  bend  their  tender  mind, 
And  draw  their  fouls  to  God. 


H 


H  Y  M  N     CCCXIT. 

OW  (lull  I  walk  my  God  to  pleafe, 
And  ipread  content  and  happinei'i, 
O'er  all  beneath  my  care  ? 


masters.  *  s  7 


A  pattern  to  my  houfehold  give, 
And  as  a  guardian-angel,  live 
As  Jefu's  meffenger  ? 

2  The  oppufite  extremes  I  fee, 
llemiflnefs  and  Severity, 

And  know  not  how  to  fhun 
The  precipice  on  either  hand, 
While  in  the  narrow  path  1  ftand, 

And  dread  to  venture  on. 

3  Shall  I,  through  indolence  fupine, 
Neglect,  betray,  the  charge  divine, 

My  delegated  pow'r  ? 
The  fouls  I  from  my  Lord  receive, 
Of  whom  I  an  account  mull  give, 

At  that  tremendous  hour  ? 

4  Lord  ever  all,  and  God  moft  high  1 
JefuSj  to  thee  for  help  I  fly  ; 

For  conftant  pow'r  and  grace  ; 
That  by  thy  Spirit  taught  and  led, 
1  may  with  confidence  proceed, 

And  all  thy  footfteps  trace. 

5  O  teach  me  my  firft  leffon  now  ! 
That  I  to  thy  fweet  yoke  may  bow, 

Thine  eafy  fervi.ee  prove, 
Lowly  and  meek  in  heart,  I  fee 
The  art  of  governing  like  thee, 

As  governing  by  love. 

HYMN     CCCXIII.     C.  M. 
1   TpATHER  of  lights,  thy  needful  aid 
jL      To  us  that  alk  impart ; 
Miftruftful  of  ourfelves,  afraid 
Of  our  own  treach'rous  heart. 


2  88  rARI'.NTo     AND 

2  We  mark  the  idolising  throng  ; 

Their  cruel  fondnefs  blv.me  : 
Their  children's  fouls,  we  know  they  wron, 
And  we  may  do  the  fame. 

3  In  fpite  of  our  refulves,  we  fear 

Our  own  infirmity  ; 
And  tremble  at  tlu  .trial  near, 
And  cry,  O  God,  to  thee  ! 

4  Our  only  help  in  danger's  hour, 

Our  only  i'irength  thou  art  ; 
Above  the  world  and  Satan's  pow'r, 
And  greater  than  our  heart. 

5  If  on  thy  promis'd  grace,  alone, 

We  faithfully  depend, 
Thou  furely  wilt  prclerve  thine  own, 
And  keep  them  to   the  end. 

6  Oh,  make  us  tenderly  di.creet, 

To  guard  what  thou  haft  giv'n  ? 
Our  children  bring  with  us.  to  meet 
At  thy  right  hand  m  beav'n. 

H  Y  M  N     CCCXIV. 

1  "^[0Wi  Father,  Son,  an.  Ikoft, 
_L  >J  To  whom  we  for  o^r  cl  ikiren  cry  ! 
The  good,  defir'd  and  wanted  :>"!u 

Out  of  thy  riciitrfl  grace  fti] 
The  facrcd  difcipline  be  giV'n, 
To  train  and  bring  them  up  forheav'n. 

2  Error  and  igno-ance  remove, 

The  blindnefs  of  their  heart  and  mind  ; 
Give  them  the  wifdom  from  above, 
Spotlefs,  and  peaceable,  and  kind  ; 


MASTERS. 


In  knowledge  pure  their  minus  renew, 
And  give  them  thoughts  divinely  true. 

J  Anfwer  on  them  the  end  of  all 

Our  cares,  and  pains,  and-ftudies  here  ; 
On  them  recoverd  from  their  fall, 

Stamp'd  with  the  humble  character  1 
Hais'd  by  the  nurture  of  the  Lord, 
To  all  their  paradife  reftor'd. 

i   Unite,  what  long  has  been  disjoin'd, 

Knowledge  and  vital  piety. 
Learning  and  holinefs  combin'd, 

And  truth,  and  love,  let  all  men  fee 
In  thofe  whom  up  to  thee  we  give, 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  to  die  and  live. 

Father,  accept  them  through  thy  Son, 
And  ever  by  thy  Spirit  guide.  ! 

Thy  wifdom  in  their  lives  be  fhown, 
Thy  name  confefs'd  and  glorify'd  ; 

Thy  pow'r  and  love,  diftus'd  abroad  ; 

And  may  they  live  and  die  for  God. 

H  Y  M  N     CCCXV.    L.  M. 

1  "ft  /TASTER  fupreme,  I  look  to  thee 
JLvJL  For  grace  and  wifdom  from  above  ! 
Verted  with  thine  authority, 

Endue  me  with  thy  patient  love. 

2  That  taught,  according  to  thy  will, 

To  rule  my  family  aright, 
1  may  th'  appointed  charge  fulfil, 

"With  all  my  heart,  and  all  my  might. 
•    R  b 


290  TARF.NTS     AMD    MASTERS. 

3  Inferiors  as  a  fa c red  truft, 

I  from  the  fov'reign  Lord  receive. 
That  what  is  fuitable  and  jiift, 
Impartial,  I  to  all  may  give  :    , 

4  O'erlook  them  with  a  guardian  eye  ; 

From  vice  and  wicked nefs  reflrain  : 
Miftakes  and  leffer  faultspafs  by, 
And  govern  with  a  loofer  rein. 

4  O  could  I  emulate  the  zeal 

Thou  doft  to  thy  poor  fervants  bear  ! 
The  troubles,  griefs,  and  burdens  feel, 
Of  fouls  intruded  to  my  care  : 

6   In  daily  pray'r  to  God  commend 

The  fouls  whom  Jefus  dy'd  to  fave  ; 
And  think  how  foon  my  fway  may  end, 
And  all  be  equal  in  the  grave. 

HYMN     CCCXVI. 

1  T  AND  myhoufe  will  ferve  thee,  Lord 
X   But  nrft,  obedient  to  thy  word 

I  mult  myfelf  appear  : 
By  actions,  words,  and  tempers  mow, 
That  I  my  heav'nly  Matter  know, 

And  fcrve  with  heart  fincere. 

2  I  mutt  the  good  example  fet 

Xo  thofe  that  oh  my  pleafwre  Wait  ; 

Xhs  itumblin-r-block  remove: 
Xh"i»"  doty  by  my  life  explain, 
And  itill  in  nil  my  works  maintain 

Tfe?  dimity  of  love. 


A     WEDDING     HYMN.  29  i 

3  Eafy  to  be  entreated,  mild, 
Quickly  appeas'd  and  reconcile!, 

A  i'jil'vver  of  my  God  : 
A  faint,  indeed,  I  long  to  be, 
And  vvifh  to  kad*my  family 

In  the  ctleftial  road. 

4  A  finnerfav'd,  myfclf,  from  fin,  '. 
I  Orive  my  family  to  win, 

That  tbey  may  be  forgiv'n  ; 
The  children,  Lord,  and  fervants  blefs, 
And  through  the  paths  of  righteoufnefs, 

Conduct  us  all  to  heav'n. 

HYMN     CCCXVII.     C.  M. 

A    Wedding  Hymn, 

1  QINCE  Jefus  freely  did  appear 
O  To  grace  a  marnage-feaft  ; 

O  Lord,  we  alk  thy  prefence  here, 
To  make  a  wcdding-gueft. 

2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 

Who  now  have  plighted  hands  ; 
Their  union  with  thy  favour  crown, 
And  bids  the  nuptial  bands. 

3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow, 

Of  all  rich  dowries  beft  ! 
Their  fubftance  blefs,  and  peace  beftow, 
To  f  wee  ten.  all  the  reft. 

!■   In  pure  ft  love  their  fouls  unite, 
That  they  with  chriftian  care, 
May  make  domeftic  burdens  light, 
By  taking  each  their  lhare. 


292  FOR    A     SICK    PERSON. 

5  True  helpers  may  they  prove  indeed, 

In  pray'r,  and  faith)  and  hope  ; 
And  fee,  with  joy,  a  godly  feed, 
To  build  their  houfehold  up. 

6  As  Ifaac  and  Rebecca,  give 

A  pattern  chalte  and  kind  ; 
So  may  this  raarry'd  couple  live, 
And  die  in  friendfhip  join'd. 

7  On  ev'ry  foul  aflembled  here, 

O  make  thy  face  to  fliine  ; 
Thy  goodnefs  more  our  hearts  can  cheer, 
Than  richeit  food  or  wine. 

HYMN     CCCXVIII.     L.  M. 

For  a  sick  Person. 

1  OfEE,  gracious  Lord,  with  pitying  eyes, 
O  Beneath  thy  hand  a  fufF'rtr  lies, 
Thy  mercy,  not  thine  anger,  proves  ; 
And  lick  is  he  whom  Jefus  loves. 

2  His,  to  thine  own  afflicYions,  join, 

.  Accept,  exalt,  and  call  them  thine  ; 
Thy  paflion,  which  remains,  fulfil, 
And  i'uifer  in  thy  members  (till. 

3  His  ficknefs  feel,  endure  his  pain, 
His  burden  bear,  his  crofs  fuftain  : 
Grieve  in  his  griefs,  and  figh  his  iighs, 
And  breathe  his  wifhes  to  the  fkies. 

4  Enter  his  heart,  poflefs  him  whole, 
Infpise  and  actuate  his  foul  ; 
Himfelf,  no  longer  let  it  be 

That  fufiers,  or  that  lives,  but  thee.- 


PROSPECT   OF   HEAVEN.  293 

5  Thyfelf  through  fuff'rings  perfe&  made, 
Conform  him  thus  to  thee  his  Head  ; 
Refine,  and  raife  his  virtue  high'r, 
When  try'd  and  purify'd  by  fire. 

6  So  when  his  eyes  behold  thee  near, 
And  thou  his  hidden  life  appear  ; 
Bright  in  thy  likenefs  lhall  he  mine, 
And  glorious  all,  and  all  divine. 

HYMN     CCCXIX.    C.  M. 

Prospect  of  Heaven, 

1  ^T^HERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

JL     Where  faints  immortal  reign; 
In  finite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleafures  banifh  pain. 

2  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  fwelling  flood, 

Stand  drefs'd  in  living  green  ; 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  ftood, 
While  Jordan  rolPd  between. 

3  Could  we  but  climb  where  Mofes  flood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er  : 
l>ot  Jordan's  ft  ream  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  ihore. 

»H  Y  M  N     CCCXX.     L.  M. 

RAISE  God,  from  whom  all  bleflings  flow, 
Praife  him  all  creatures  here  below  : 
Praife  him  above,  ye  heav'nly  hoit, 
Piaife  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Gholt, 

THE    END. 

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CONTENTS. 


A  Page 

WAKENING  and  inviting  7 

Penitential  17 

Supplication   and  Prayer  -  46 

Rejoicing  and  Praife  -  -  133 

Trufting  in  grace  and  Providence  167 

The  Chriftian's  Warfare  -  -  J89 

Divine  Gcocmefs,  he.  (See  Sacramental)  194 
Chfiftian  Fellowfhip  and  Society  Meeting  201 
Parting  of  Chriftian  Friends  -       2  18 

Convinced  of  Backfliding  -  224 

Death  and  Judgment  -  -  259 

New-Year  ( See  Death  and  Judgment)  25  1 
Chrifhnas  -  -  -  554 

Pailcral  -  261 

Baptifin  (See  Hymn  132)  268 

Sacramental  (See  Divine  Goodness,  Ike.)  269 
q4  Evening  -  275 

•Birtii-  -  -  282 

I'ar--  nts  and  Matters  -  -  2S5 

Wedding  Hvfnn  (See  Hymn  223)  -  291 
For  a  nek  per  fori  -  292 

Proipcct  of  Heaven  -  .  293 

Admitting  a  Member  (See  Christian  Fellow- 

ship,   IstcJ  213 

ViHtinp;  a  Friend  (See  Christian  Fellowship)  214 
Good  Friday  (See  Divine  Goodness,  &c.)  199 
Eafier  (See  Rejoicing,  £:c.  tf  Divine  Go'cd- 

fiess*  Sec.)  ••  149,    197 

Whftfutioav  (See  Supft'Iicafibri,  czc)  ]  14 

Wat*  "-  -  122,    123 

Love  Feaa  {See  Christian  fellowship,  Scc.)'2i0 


INDEX 


A  Page 

Charge  to  keep  I  have  69 

Ah  1   but  where  am  I  now  225 

Ah  !  lovely  appearance  of  death  242 

Ah!   whither  fhall  I  go  27 

Alas  !   and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  199 

All  glory  to  Ged  in  the  iky  2  54 

All  glory'  to  the  dying  Lamb  1  14 

All,  all  hail  !  happy  day  256 

All  praife  to  him  who  dwells  in  blifs  277 
All  thanks  to  the  Lamb  who  gives  us  to  meet  2  17 

All  ye  that  pais  by,  to  Jefus  draw  nigh         196 

Almighty  Maker,  God  159 

Am  1  a  foldier  of  the  crofs  192 

Ad  inward  baptifm  of  pure  lire  V25 

And  am  I  born  to  die  231 

And  am  I  only  born  to  die  23$ 

And  are  we  yet  alive  _  k 

And  can  I  yet  delay  09 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail  24  I 

And  let  oar  bodies  part  222 

And  inn  ft  I  be  to  judgment  brought  250 

And  tn.uft  this  body  die            •  2  40- 
And  now  my  foul  another. year 
Appointed  by  thee  we  meet  in  thy  name      2  I  S 

A  rife,  my  feral,  a  rife  133 

Author  cf  our  falva&ion,  thee  272 

Awake,  Jerufalem  awake  16 

Away  my  unbelieving  fear  180 

Be  it  my  only  wifdom  here  70 

ore  Jehovah's  swful  tkroae  148 


INDEX. 

Page 

Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind  19  I 

Behold  thy  fervant,  O  my  Lord  8  3 

Being  of  beings,  God  of  love  9  I 

Bleifs'd  be  the  dear  uniting  love  2  18 

Blow  ye  the  ti  limpet,  blow  I  2 

Brother  in  Chrift,  and  well-belov'd  213 

Caft  on  the  fidelity  187 

Geleftial  Dove,  defcend  from  high  2  38 

Children  of  the  heav'nly  King  171 

Come  and  let  us  afcend  204 

Come,  and  let  us  fweetly  join  2  10 

Come  away  to  the  fkies  2O2 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghofl  62 

Com-,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft  259 

Come,  holy  celeOial  Dove  2) 

Come,  holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove  114 

Come  let  us  anew,  our  journey  purfue  203 

Come  let  us  anew,  &c.  2  1  . 

Come,  let  us  join  cur  cheerful  fengs  150 

Come,  let  us  ufe  the  grace  divine  2*3 

te,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  rejoice  -1  y 
Come,  Lord,  from  above,  the  mountains  &c.  S8 

Come,  O  thou  all-vi&orious  Lord  .    39 

Come,  O  thou  traveller  unknown  I22 

Come  on  my  partners  in  diftreis  183 

Come,  Saviour,  Jefus  from  above  C; 

Come,  tinners,  to  the  gofpel-feaft  9 

Come,  thou  almighty  King  9  I- 

Come,  thou  fount  of  ev'ry  bleffing;  9$ 

Come,  thou  high  and  lofty  Lord  2\  I 

Come,  thou  omnifcient  Son  of  Man  i  2  I 

Come,  ye  tinners,  poor  and  needy  8 

€some,  ye  that  love  the  Lord  184 


Comfort,  yc  min'.ilers  of  grace 
Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs 

Draw  near,  O  Son  of  God  draw  near 
Drooping  font,  (bake  off  thy  fears 

Exc  'pt  the  Lord  conduct  the  plan 
Ever  fainting  with1  defire 

Fat'ner,  how  wide  thy  glories  (Line 
Father,   I  dare  believe 
Father,  I  ftretch  my  hands  to  thee 
Father,  if  juftly  Hill   we  claim 
Father  of  Jefus  Chrift,  the  juif 
Father  of  lights  from  whom  proceeds 
/Father  cf  lights  thy  needful  aid 
Father  of  our  dying  Lord 
Father,  our  hearts  we  lift 
Father,  Son,  and  holy  Ghoft 
For  ever  here  my  reft  fhal!  be 
Fountain  of  life,  to  all  below 
From  all  that  dwell  below  the  ikies 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears 
Giver  and  guardian  of  my  fieep 
Giory  be  to  God  on  high 
God   is  in  this  and  ev'iy  place 
God  moves  in  a  myflerious.way 
God  of  all  confutation,  take 
of  all  grace  and  majelry 
God  of  all  redeeming  grace 
God  of  almighty  love 
God  of  nay  life  to  thee 
God  of  my  life,   whole  gracious  power 
God  of  my  faivation  hear 


INDEX. 

Page 

God  only  wife  almighty  good  285 

Great  God,  indulge  rav  humble  claim  $6 

Hail  !   thou  once  defpifed  Jefus  165 

Happy  foul  that  free  from  harms  45 

Happy  foul  thy  days  are  ended  2  i2 

Happy  the  man  that  finds  the  grace  135 

Happy  the  fouls  to  Jefus  join'd  136 

Happy  who  in  Jefus  live  2  46 

Hark  !  how  the  gofpel-trumpet  founds  165 

Hark  !   how  the  watchmen  cry  19  1 

Hark  1  the  herald-angels  ling  258 

He  comes  !  he  comes  1   the  Judge  fevcre  2  35 

He  dies,  the  Friend  of  finners  dies  197 

Head  of  the  church  triumphant  \lz 

Help,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  fly  67 

High  on  his  everlafting  throne       .  2  56 

Holy,  and  true,  and  righteous  Lord  10  > 

Holy  Lamb,  who  thee   receive  75 

Hofanua  to  Jefus  on  high  245 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet  263 

How  do  thy  mercies  clofc  me  round  If  i 

How  happy  ev'ry  child  of  grace  1  S7 

How  (hall  a  loll  (inner  in  pain  227 

How  !hall  I  walk  my  God  to  pleatp  235 

How  tedious  and  revile fs  the  hours  95 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below  103 

I   and  my  houfe  will  fervc  thee  Lord  29Q 

I  aik  the  gift  of  nghteoufnefs  130 

I    know  that  my  Redeemer  lives  1C6 

I  long  to  behold  him  array'd  24S 

I'll  praifc  ray  Maker  while  I've  breach  146 

I  thirft,  thou  wounded  Lamb  o.f  God  53 


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I  want  a  principle,  within  5  I 
In  boundlcfs  mercy,  gracious  Lord,  appear  129 

In  that  fad  memorable  night  269 

Indiffolubly  join'd  190 

Infinite,  unexhaufted  love  6  I 

Jefus  accept  the  praife  2 19 

Jefus  at  whofe  fupreme  command  273 

Jefus,  dear  Redeeming  Lord  274 

Jefus,  from  whom  all  bleflings  flow  97 

Jefus,  great  Shepherd  of  the  fheep  185 

Jefus  hath  dy'd  that  I  might  live  106 

Jefus,  if  ftill  the  fame  thou  art  23 

Jefus,   if  {fill  thou  art  to  day  24 

Jefus,  let  thy  pitying  eye  19 

Jefus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee  208 

Jefus,  lover  of  my  foul  2  5 

Jefus,  my  All,  to  heaven  is  gone  170 

Jefus,  my  life,  thyfelf  apply  75 

Jefus,  my  Lord,  attend  50 

Jefus,  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend  68' 

Jefus,  my  flrength,  my  hope  66 

Jefus,  my  truth  my  way  84 

Jefus,  Redeemer  of  mankind  1  1  1 

Jefus,  Shenberd  of  thy  ftieep  110 

Jefus.  the  all  fu Raining  word  109 

Jefus,  the  weary  wand'rer's  red  188 

•Jefus,  thou  all-redeeming  Lord  5  5 

Jefus,  thou  art  my. King  76 

Jefus,  thou  everlafring  King  87 

Jefus,  thy  boundlefs  love  to  me  10  1 

Jefus,  thy  far- extended  fame  4  5 
J  efusj  thy                   -  Gi£ep  beiic  Id 


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Jefus,  united  by  thy  grace  209 

Jefus  we  thus  obey  275 

Leader  of  faithful  fouls,  and  guide  5  6 

\  Let  all  who  truly  bear  270 

\  Let  earth  and  heav'n  agree  137 

JLef  ev'ry  tongue  thy  goodnefs  fpeak  143 

£|Let  him  to  whom  we  now  belong  81 

Let  the  world  their  virtue  boall  2l 

Light  of  life  feraphic  fire  80 

Lo  !  he  coijfeg  with  clouds  defcending  230 

Lo  !  in  thy  hand  I  lay  85 
Long  have  I  fee m 'd  to  ferve  thee,  Lord          40 

Lord,   all  I  am  is  known  to  thee  129 

Lord  and  is  thine  anger  gone  58 

Lord  1  believe  a  reft  remains  104 

Lord,  I  believe  thy  ev'ry  word  77 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  (halt  hear  28  I 

Lord  Jefus,  when  when  fliall  it  be  44 

Lord  of  the  harveft  hear  262 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  280 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now  93 

Love  divine,  all  loves  excelling  78 

Lovers  ofpleafure  more  than  God  16 

Loving  Jefus  gentle  Lamb  1  3  I 

Maker,  Saviour  of  mankind  47 

Matter  I  own  thy  lawful  claim  186 

Matter  fupreme,  I  look  to  thee  289 

My  drowfy  pow'rs,  why  fleep  ye  fo  37 

My  God,  how  endlefs  is  thy  love  2S2 
My  God  I  am  thine,  what  comfort  divine     139 

My  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine  100 

My  God,  my  life  my  love  53 

My  God,  my  portion  and  my  love  1 70 


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My  God,  the  fpring  of  all  my  joys  143 

My  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou  108 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend  154 

My  Saviour's  pierced  tide  2  6S 

Now,  ah  now,  I  yield,  I  yield  120 

Now  away  with  our  fears  284 

Now  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft  288 

O  all  that  pafs  by,  to  Jefus  draw  near  1 3 

O  Almighty  God  of  love  63 

O  for  a  clofer  walk  with  God  23fl 

O  for  a  heart  to  praife  my  God  72 

O  for  a  thoufand  tongues  to  fing  7 

O  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love  162 

O  God  mo  ft  merciful  and  true  1  1 9 
O  God  of  all  grace,  thy  goodnefs  we  praife  198 

O  God  of  good,  the  unfathom'd  fea  1  12 

O  God  our  help  in  ages  pad  -  239 

O  God  to  whom  in  flefli  rereal'd  44 

Oh  !  how  happy  are  they  224 

O  Jefus  my  hope,  for  me  ofTer'd  up  2D 

O  Jefus  my  reft,  the  firmer  is  bled  1  i  3 

O  joyful  found  of  gofpel-grace  105 

O  Lord,  how  many  are  my  foes  28  i 

O  love  divine,  how  fweet  thou  art  2  6 

O  love  divine,  what  haft  thou  done  194 

O  may  thy  powerful  word  1  17 

O  Sun  of  righteoufnefs,  arife  92 
O  tell  me  no  more  of  this  worlds  vain  ftore  142 

O  that  I  could  my  Lord  receive  34 

O  that  I  could  repent  18 

O  that  1  was  as  heretofore  228 

O  that  my  load  of  fin  were  gone  79 

O  thou  God  of  my  falvation  156 


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®  thou  that  hear'ft  wlieu  finnet$  cry    •  33 

O  thou  to  whofe  all-fcarching  fight  86 

O  thou  who  comeft  from  above  13  1 

O  thou  who  this  myfterious  bread.  272 

O  thou,  whom  all  thy  faints  adore  126 

O  what  Avail  I  do  my  Saviour  to  praife  172 
O  wondrous  power  of  faithful  prayer          i    1  17 

Of  him  who  did  falvation  bring  19  5 

Oft  have  vre  pafs'd  the  guilty  night  123 

Oft  I  in  my  heart  have  faid  1  6  1 

On  all  the  earth  thy  Spirit  fhower,  2S5 

Once  more,  my  foul,  the  rifing  day  280 

Peace  be  on  this  houfe  beftow'd  2  1 4 
Peace,  troubled  foul,  thou  need'ft  not  fear  182 

Pierce,  fill  me  with  a  humble  fear  1  18 

Plung'd  in  a  gulf  of  dark  defpair  198 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  good  to  raife  147 

praife  ye  the  Lord,  y'  immortal  choirs  152 

:ce  evermore  with  angels  above  161 

:e  for  a  brother  deceas'd  244 

;ice  the  Lord  is  King  141 

Rock  of  IlVael  cleft  for  me  271 

Salvation,  O  the  joyful  found  149 

ur  from  fin,  I  wait  to  prove  121 

Saviour  of  the  fin -tick  foul  10  3 

Saviour,  the  world's  and  mine  54 

Say*  which  cf  you  would  fee  the  Lord  1~7 

See,  gracious  Lord  with  pitying  eyes  292 

,  See  Jefus  thy  difciples  fee  2>7 

:,  our  wants  relieve  65 

herds  rejoite  lift  up  your  eyes  259 

e  Jefus  freely  did  appear  29  1 


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to  the  great  Jehovah's.praiie  253 

Sinners,  obey  the  gofpel-word  i  I 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  10 
Soldier*  of  Chrift,  arife 
Son  of  God,  if  thy  tree  grace 
Son  of  God  thy  blefiing  grant 
Stand  the  omnipotent" decree 
Stay  thou  infulted  Spirit,  flay 

Still  for  thy  loving  kindneis  Lord  lflft 

Tesrrible  thought  fhall  I  alone  3p7 
Thanks  be  to  God.  whofe  faithful  love 
The  God  of  Abrah'm  praife 
The  Lord  my  pafture  fhall  prepare 
The  Lord  of  earth  and  iky 
The  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  praife 
The  praying  fpirit  breathe 

The  ibacious  firmament  on  high  JR  44. 

The  thing  my  God  doth  hate  7  I 

The  voice  of  my  beloved  founds  i  4  5 

Thee  we  adore  eternal  name  2  30 
Thee  will  I  love,  my  firength,  my  tower        60 

There  is  aland  of  pure  delight  29  3 

This,  this  is  the  God  we  adore  155 

Thou  God  of  glorious  majefty  238 

Thou  God  of  truth  and  love  206 

Thou  great  myftericus  God  unknown  107 

Thou  hidden  God  for  whom  I  groan  41 

Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whole  height  73 

Thou  Judge  of  quick  and  dead  234 
Thau  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of  peace    18$ 

Thou  man  of  griefs,  remember  me  43 

Thou  fhepherd  of  Hrael  and  mine  90 

Thou  Son  of  God,  whole  flaming  eyes  2S 


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"hjrf^ilfn    and  dnnrjers  affright      177 
fiefs  ufccxhaulted  love  140 

ifulriefs,  Lord,  each  moment  we  find  1 4 

245 
132 
32 
20f> 
167 

216 
276 
32 
IS 
101 
155 
I  10 
279 
193 
231 
275 


H^pnBfh'd,  'tis  done,  the  fpirit  is  fled  ' 
JPFis  a  point  I  long  to  know 

Jo  the  haven  of  thy  bread 

'ry  ns,  O  God,  and  fearch  the  ground 
in  delufive  world,  adieu 

ttchM  by  the  world's  malignant  eye 
lift  our  hearts  to  thee 
■qy  of  wandering  from  my  God 

ry  fouls  that  wander  vride 
'hat  now  is  my  object  and  aim 
Then  all  the  mercies  of  my  God 
[hen,  gracious  Lord,  when  ihall  it  be 
\\wen  quiet  in  my  houfe  I  fit 


When  1  can  read  my  title  clear 
When  riling  from  the  bed  of  dpath 


W  here  is  my  God,  my  joy,  my  hope 
Wimefhepherdswatch'd  their  flocks  by  night 2  60 

274 
111 
120 
36 
250 
22 
169 


Who  is  this  that  comes  from  far 
Whom  man  forfakes  thou  wilt  not  leave 
Why  not  now,  my  God,  my  God 
Why  fnoulcl  the  children  of  a  King- 
Why  iliould  we  ftart  and  fear  to  die 
With  glorious  clouds  cncompaiVd  iimnd 
With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

appy  fiuners,  hear 
Ye  h:  aniens  rejoice  in  Jefus's  grace 
Ye  fimple  fouls  that  ftray 


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